Scarface hadn't expected Ye Chen to block their path, his face momentarily stalled before he glared at Ye Chen with a vicious look.
"Kid, are you blind? You're in the way of our boss. Get lost if you don't wanna die," he barked.
A young man behind Scarface, with his hair dyed yellow, shouted at Ye Chen.
"What if I don't move aside?"
A cold smirk rose on the corner of Ye Chen's mouth as he spoke indifferently.
"Kid, you're asking for trouble. I think you're sick of living," Scarface growled with a darkened face.
"Tell me, who sent you to follow me?"
Ye Chen looked at Scarface with a calm demeanor.
"What are you talking about? I don't quite understand," Scarface replied, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes before he shouted angrily, "Kid, if you don't get out of the way, don't blame me for being impolite."
"It seems you prefer punishment over a toast."
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed, his expression chilling over as a glint of killing intent flashed through them.
