"Boss."
Everyone silently lowered their heads, not daring to speak.
Ye Jiuliang turned his gaze to the others, his voice growing cold, "Have you all gone mute?"
"Boss, it was Anders and his group." Gao Yang's voice was hoarse as he briefly explained the situation.
Anders?
Ye Jiuliang had little impression of this character, vaguely recalling only that his team was like a band of peacocks with all sorts of colorful hair.
No matter what they looked like, this feud was now established.
He turned his gaze to Baona, "Baona, arrange for someone to take Lin Yan to the hospital."
"Boss, I still have a match later," Lin Yan said softly.
Ye Jiuliang gave him a glance, "With both hands bound up like pig's trotters, how are you going to compete?"
Lin Yan shrank his neck, intimidated by her gaze.
"Lin Yan, listen to the boss. With the boss here, we won't lose the match," Liu Cong said.
