Led by a bald man, four people came and surrounded Fang Yi.
Actually, to say they surrounded him wasn't exactly true; upon observing, Fang Yi noted that he could easily escape if he wished, but he had no intention of running—otherwise, why wouldn't he have just taken the back door?
"Kid, what's your name? State it," the bald man said, sizing Fang Yi up from head to toe and feeling an extreme disdain upon seeing Fang Yi's refined appearance.
"Fang Yi." He didn't care much as he stated his own name.
"Fang Yi, huh? Do you know who you've messed with?" the bald man asked again.
"No idea," Fang Yi responded; even if he did, he wouldn't say so, as long as he knew it himself.
