"You'll be surprised," Xu Fan said with a sinister smile, glancing at the four bodyguards on high alert, and scoffed, "You don't really think that these guys are enough to let you do as you please, do you?"
"How insolent!"
"Courting death!"
"Little punk, I'll kill you."
Such insults made Cui Dong's four bodyguards unable to contain their anger. At Cui Dong's command, they would've gladly shot Xu Fan dead on the spot.
Cui Dong found the situation increasingly amusing. He chuckled, "To be so arrogant on my turf, you've got guts, I must say. But have you considered the consequences? Right now, I'm quite displeased. Forget about you trying to take someone, you won't even be able to walk out that door yourself. Uncle Lu, you can't blame me for going back on my word."
No sooner had Cui Dong finished speaking than Yue Qingjiang and his sister arrived. They said to Lu Chenbing, "Uncle Lu, Young Master Lin, the security from Fist Manor is on its way."
