"Don't push people too far, you're a dead man today, no one can save you." The young man's eyes seemed to be spitting fire, damn it, who knew where such rage came from.
"Take him down." With a wave of his hand, the young man summoned a group of black-clad bodyguards who sprang from behind and charged at Song Yun and his group.
Song Yun stood his ground, holding Qingluan back from moving; if Qingluan got carried away today, she might just set the entire Bai Family ablaze, so it was crucial to keep a tight hold on this little witch.
While Song Yun and Qingluan remained still, Fang Ming and Black Flood Dragon fought with relish, especially Fang Ming who felt enormous pressure from Song Yun and Qingluan, nearly crushing the ego of his King of Soldiers' pride. It was a good time to deal with a few fools who couldn't see the big picture.
"Not enough for you to beat up, why don't you call a few more out?" Song Yun said with a grin.
