"Alright then."
Chu Dazhuang's mouth curled upward, revealing an innocuous smile.
But it was this smile that chilled Wu Ming to the bone.
Just that kick from before, Chu Dazhuang had nearly sent Wu Ming to meet his great-grandfather.
When he was flying out just now, he even saw his great-grandmother.
"Hurry up and get it ready."
Chu Dazhuang said with a light laugh, his eyes intently staring into Wu Ming's.
Wu Ming paused; he attempted to rise but only got halfway up before a sharp pain made him gasp for air.
His ribs were definitely broken from that kick.
When Wu Ming realized he couldn't stand, he paused briefly, then gently lifted his head to look at the manager who was silently trembling behind the scenes.
He mustered all his strength to raise his hand.
This action startled the manager.
But soon after, she mustered the courage and slowly walked over to Wu Ming.
"Mr. Wu, you called me?"
"Yes..."
