"Hmm, sis is right! Let's get out of the car and give them a proper thrashing!" Yeqian's hand tightened into a fist. "Sis, you just watch from the car, I will deal with them!"
"No need, I will handle it myself."
Qiao Xiaren placed her hand on Yeqian's shoulder and he felt her gently pressing down, unexpectedly, he couldn't stand up!
Why couldn't he stand up? While Yeqian was still wrestling with this quandary, Qiao Xiaren had already gracefully stepped out of the car. Outside awaited several burly men in suits, their presence was threatening.
Seeing Qiao Xiaren, a woman, handling so many burly men, Yeqian quickly searched the car for something to use in a fight.
The burly men found it amusing to watch a woman get out of the car so casually. Normally wouldn't she be trembling in fear?
"What can I help you with?"
