"You..."
Upon hearing Hu Xiaobei say there were still four moves left, Sakata Hirokazu panicked instantly!
He knew, even if there were four moves left, if he got hit like that again, he would probably die...
Seeing Sakata Hirokazu's face change drastically, as if he was constipated, Hu Xiaobei said indifferently, "What? I heard that Japanese people value promises the most! Could it be that you're not pure-blooded?"
"You... you... you..."
Hearing Hu Xiaobei's mockery, he looked at Hu Xiaobei with a cold gaze...
Quickly, he controlled the impulse to lash out, twisted his warped face, and said coldly, "Hu Xiaobei! You are playing with fire! Now, I give you a choice, hand over Murong Qingqing to me voluntarily, and apologize to me on your knees. I'll consider forgiving you! Otherwise, I assure you I will have you decapitated!"
Glancing at him indifferently, Hu Xiaobei said calmly, "Oh dear, did my beating confuse you? Is this how you talk to your daddy?"
