Ye Yuan carried Leng Xu and passed through three streets according to the guidance of that person in the tavern. He turned into an alley.
Along the way, Ye Yuan carrying a drunk man naturally attracted quite a few sidelong glances.
The corners of Little Tong's mouth curled and he said disdainfully, "You this fellow, really a busybody!"
In the view of most martial artists, this kind of chance acquaintance relationship was not worth it.
Either way, playing there to spend the night drunk also would not kill anyone.
Moreover, that person even warned that the Leng Family was not too calm recently.
But Ye Yuan smiled and said, "Just sending a drunk man home, a small thing."
Little Tong rolled his eyes and did not make a sound.
Clearly, he was very disapproving of this.
Swoosh!
Swoosh!
Suddenly, two figures fell from the sky and blocked off Ye Yuan's front and back exit routes.
