Five or six burly men approached, their faces fierce and malevolent, radiating a deadly aura; leading them was an arrogant young man, pride written in his bones.
Blood Wolf, Lei Hu, and the others sensed trouble and put on guarded expressions.
"Don't panic!" Ye Wudao stood up, his pupils flashing coldly; "It's me!"
"Eh, Mr. Wu, you're here too?" the arrogant youth exclaimed in shock.
"Young Master Ouyang—Ouyang Jian!" Wu De replied with an embarrassed smile.
"Remember, do not accidentally harm Mr. Wu, he is a distinguished guest of our Ouyang family!" the arrogant youth ordered.
"Yes!" The burly men nodded and then charged towards Ye Wudao.
Ye Wudao's eyes flickered with a murderous intent, ready for battle.
But before the burly men could get close to him, they were all sent flying back!
What's going on?
Ye Wudao was stunned for a moment, then broke into a small smile when he saw the ghost doctor rise.
"Who ambushed us?" the arrogant youth bellowed furiously.
