"Ah, as expected, quite the arrogant one, not a hint of fear. Now I'll give you a chance: kneel and admit your wrong, beg us for forgiveness, and maybe we'll go a little easier on you."
"Trash, dealing with you trash really makes me sick," Mu Chen said disdainfully.
"Looking for death, brothers, beat him hard, until he spends the rest of his life in bed."
"Don't worry, boss, we'll surely teach this arrogant kid a proper lesson."
"Unforgivable, just cripple him mercilessly."
For a moment, everyone surrounded Mu Chen, ready to strike at any time.
"Hold on," Mu Chen said seriously just as everyone was about to make a move.
"What do you want to do?" The tattooed middle-aged man turned to Mu Chen and asked.
"Wait until I've placed my chicken soup down before I leisurely play with you," Mu Chen said seriously.
