"Open the door, open the door!"
The knocking from outside grew more intense as Yu Biao gave his son a fierce glare.
Yu Sanliu said with a sense of grievance, "It really wasn't me?"
Yu Biao ignored him and instead tightened his grip on the waist knife, his voice becoming stern as he commanded, "Open the door!"
Upon receiving the master's order, the house servant immediately went to open the door.
Creak...
The thick wooden door was pushed open, and in the next moment, the two sides officially came face to face.
On one side were the Fishing Guild Disciples, wearing open jackets that revealed their bronze skin and robust muscles!
On the other side were the Yu Family house servants in grey attire, wielding clubs and poised for battle.
The two sides were immediately at a standoff!
At this moment, Yu Biao stepped forward with his waist knife in hand, his cold gaze sweeping across the entire scene, thoroughly displaying the aura of a Martial Artist at the Peak of Skin Buff.
