Shangguan Heng felt that his body still lacked strength.
This was only one aspect; mainly, he had been struck a heavy blow.
He stared fixedly at Xia Bowen and Xia Xindong, these two men actually didn't communicate much, but he saw in their eyes the same hatred for him.
Shangguan Heng hadn't expected things to turn out leaving him no room to maneuver.
His worst-case scenario was merely suffering some superficial wounds; after all, he was a man from Xiangjiang, not young anymore and quite able to take a beating, just a few hits was all, and they would be afraid of causing real trouble.
So let them curse, he didn't care about that; if he did, today would not have come.
It turned out more or less as he had anticipated, Xia Bowen wanting to beat him up was expected, considering Xia Xindong was no longer locked up in the basement at that time, and there was also Song Yunuan, that strange youngest aunt, whom Xia Bowen wouldn't dare provoke.
