Yang Fei snorted, his casual demeanor suddenly turned deadly.
In his eyes, there was a sinister charm that sent shivers down one's spine.
"What if I don't choose the first path and don't want to take the second one either?"
The man grinned, "I'm afraid you don't have that luxury."
"To be honest, before you, there were people even more arrogant than you."
"But... heh heh, not only did they drop out of the auction, they all ended up in the hospital."
As he spoke, he walked over slowly, pulling out a baseball bat from behind him and weighing it in his hand.
In his eyes, a fierce light was unmistakably visible.
At the same time, the men behind Yang Fei and Lin Xueyi also revealed baseball bats.
They too closed in on the two of them.
Lin Xueyi was a bit nervous, gripping the corner of Yang Fei's clothes tightly.
She was beginning to understand.
