"What's wrong, Liang Young Master, not happy?"
While the young man was looking at his phone, his companion with narrow, sinister eyes noticed his buddy's ashen face and couldn't help but ask.
The youth with the triangular eyes sported a crew cut and at least four or five earrings on his ears. Despite his handsome features, the malevolence that marred his face was unmistakable, making one shudder as if stared down by a venomous snake.
The young man known as Liang Young Master, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, had a face full of murderous intent, "Old Fang, Jin Nanyi has been crippled!"
Huh?
On hearing Liang Young Master's words, the sinister-looking youth paused, somewhat astonished, "Jin Nanyi is a black belt fourth dan expert and also under your command, who would dare touch him? Could it be those three rich young masters' doing?"
