Seeing Tang Yi's gaze, both Su Qiang and Iron Palm turned pale.
"Brother Yi, please don't listen to this woman's nonsense."
"Even if you gave us ten thousand guts, we wouldn't dare to challenge you!"
"Luo Hongxia, are you trying to get us killed?"
Seeing how cowardly the two had become, everyone burst into laughter.
Spear Soul noticed Ding Yunlong in the passenger seat and asked, "Young Hall Master, is this a new friend?"
Tang Yi opened the car door and said, "Old Ding, you're not getting scared seeing them, are you?"
"Do I need to drag you out by force?"
Seeing the long object that Ding Yunlong clutched tightly in his hands, Spear Soul's expression became stern.
Tang Yi asked with a smile, "Uncle Spear Soul, do you know what he's holding in his hand?"
Spear Soul's eyes narrowed slightly, and with a sharp gaze, he said, "Four feet long, with a heavy head and light handle. If I'm not mistaken, it should be a weapon akin to the Miao Knife."
