The shout from Qing Pi was loud enough to be heard clearly within a radius of hundreds of meters; as soon as he finished speaking, numerous people burst out from the restaurant he'd previously pointed at. Each was shirtless, covered with various tattooed designs, and bore an intimidating appearance.
These individuals, having clearly heard Qing Pi's shout, rushed over hurriedly, resembling a disorganized gang of thugs.
"Qing Pi, what happened to your arm?" A burly man, towering and robust, noticed Qing Pi's limp arm and immediately scowled, cursing loudly, "Damn it, someone dared to hurt one of our White Wolf Sect brothers in our territory? They're looking for death! Who the hell did this?"
"Brother Niu!" Qing Pi, gritting his teeth through the severe pain in his arm, pointed at Tang Yi and said, "It was this damn kid!"
