"You..."
Yaan Yanjun's eyes flashed with anger, and he said coldly, "Wuheng is a Dragon Thorn member, and now that he has been injured like this, shouldn't you Dragon Thorn members be catching the assailant?"
"He is a martial artist; if he got hurt like this, it's only because his skills were inferior!"
"Xiao Han, you've gone too far!"
Instantly, Yaan Yanjun's eyes were filled with intense anger, his body emanating a chilling evil qi.
"I came here to tell you to let this matter rest, you all should stop looking for that person's trouble. Otherwise, the only ones who will get hurt will be the Yaan family. Consider this friendly advice, given our friendship; don't let anger cloud your judgment."
Xiao Han said his piece and then turned to leave.
The fists of Yaan Yanjun creaked audibly as he clenched them, the rage in his eyes seeming ready to erupt, his body emitting a terrifying evil qi.
