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"Hey, this little girl is really quite pretty, Old Song has got good taste!" Many people noticed Jiang Yutong and cast lewd glances at her.
Feeling harassed by their stares, Jiang Yutong also began to get annoyed.
"She's mine, none of you try to take her from me!" the man in the suit said proudly.
"Kid, kneel down and kowtow to each of us brothers, and we'll let this go. Otherwise, I'll break your legs and let you know the consequences of meddling in other people's business!" the person with the fierce broom-style haircut threatened.
Upon hearing this, the men and women around all looked at Hao Jian with satisfaction, their eyes full of mockery.
But Hao Jian just chuckled: "Haven't even shed your baby hair and you dare to yammer in front of me. Are kids these days all this arrogant?"
At those words, the group's faces immediately soured. They hated being called children the most because it implied they were immature.
