Yuan Lang simply gave up.
He was convinced that Han Xiao didn't dare kill him.
Han Xiao really didn't dare kill him.
Slap!
A cold slap echoed, harshly hitting Yuan Lang's face.
"Do you think I'm joking with you? Why don't you understand the seriousness of the matter even now?"
Han Xiao was trembling with anger, feeling a sense of frustration akin to iron not becoming steel.
He knew the consequences of offending Wu Xia. If he didn't act according to Wu Xia's wishes, death was the only road left.
Yuan Lang, who had never been treated this way, exploded in an instant.
"What seriousness? So what if he's Xiao War God's man? Does he dare kill me?"
"I've already apologized to him like this, and he still wants to sleep with my wife. My wife is mine, and whoever dares to touch my wife, I will fight him to the death!"
"You..." Han Xiao was so angry he was shaking all over and couldn't utter a word.
