Using another to kill, pondering on exploiting Lu Qiu to get rid of the nuisance that was Xu Fan.
But with just two slaps, Xu Fan sent Lu Qiu and his team flying to the ground...
Hu Busan wasn't in a hurry; Lu Qiu had backing, and thought that once Lu Qiu's trump card was revealed, it ought to be about time.
Yet, no matter how many people came, they still couldn't bring down Xu Fan...
Even from the phone call Xu Fan made just now, it seemed that his background was no lesser than Lu Qiu's.
Hu Busan lay on the ground, his expression growing increasingly perplexed.
He began to doubt whether he had 'let the door hit him on the head' recently, becoming so arrogant as to think about betraying such a formidable person...
Now, looking at Xu Fan's bloodstained and fierce appearance, a fear arose in Hu Busan's heart, and he scrambled and rolled until he was at Xu Fan's feet.
"Master, your servant knows his fault. If there's a next time, you might as well take Hu Busan's life directly."