Liu Mang faced Sun Yanhong, who was overwhelmingly aggressive, and felt utterly helpless.
Sun Yanhong's angry and resentful expression made it seem as if he owed her something.
He hadn't known this woman at all before and it was only because of his master, Lan Qingyuan, that she had sent assassins after him, nearly killing him.
And it wasn't just once, either. Not just gunmen, but even female Eastern ninjas had been dispatched.
Anyone else would've been killed by her more than eight times over.
He didn't hold it against her, yet here she was, actually coming to look for trouble with him.
Women, they're truly enigmatic beings. Liu Mang knew he would never understand what went on in women's minds in this lifetime.
Right now, all he wanted was to leave quickly, "My business is none of your concern, Aunt Sun. You must be very busy, so we won't bother you any longer. Goodbye."
