"Go ahead, beat this brat to death."
After being kicked several times by Chu Junxi, these men finally lost their temper and prepared to strike again with murderous intent.
But this time, Chu Junxi picked up a rope from the ground and tied them all up before they noticed.
"You brat, let us go, or we will never let you off."
Even at this point, they were still threatening Chu Junxi.
"Ziyi, hand them over to the officials."
Seeing the moment was right, Yan Lin ordered Ziyi to help.
"Yes, Master." Ziyi quickly nodded.
At the same time, he couldn't help but feel impressed.
Worthy of being the Princess Consort's little disciple, his martial arts are really impressive.
Little Tuanzi's martial arts are indeed immature, but among his peers, he is almost an incomparable existence.
"Little guy, you've got guts and decent martial arts," Yan Lin also walked over to Chu Junxi's side and said in a deep voice.
