In the private room, Qiao Bufan saw his men rushing in and he was visibly displeased. He was about to scold them when a loud bang resounded.
Bang!
The door to the private room was kicked open.
A young man walked in.
Seeing this person, Tao Tao's eyes were filled with disbelief.
It really was Zhou Yu.
She hurriedly called out:
"Mr. Zhou."
Qiao Bufan paused for a moment before revealing a cold smile.
"So, you are that Mr. Zhou."
"I was just about to look for you, but you've unexpectedly come to me of your own accord."
"Ah Hu, cripple him for me."
Qiao Bufan ordered the bodyguard.
The bodyguard's face was extremely unpleasant.
"Young Master Qiao, this guy is also a Martial Artist; Ah Long has already been killed by him."
"What?"
Qiao Bufan's eyes narrowed.
"No wonder he's so arrogant, it turns out he's also a Martial Artist."
