"Aiyo, you one-eared guy, do you really not understand words? I told you to scram, did you get lost?"
The young master at the head of the group stepped forward, intending to grab One Ear's ear.
This time, there were many of them, but One Ear was not about to be caught without a fight. He lifted his foot and kicked out, sending the young master sprawling to the ground.
"Earlier, it was just because you had more people. Did you really think you could bully me?" One Ear cursed as he kicked the young master a couple more times.
The other young masters wanted to intervene but were stopped by several boatmen.
Seeing that Jian Wushuang had more people, the young master who had been kicked was smart enough to get up, dust off his clothes, and said arrogantly, "Fine, you have more people now. Just you wait!"
"Wait we will. Whoever doesn't come is a grandson!" One Ear retorted, not backing down.
Who were they?
