"What happened?"
Qiao Xu told Lu Moqing about what had just happened.
Lu Moqing's gaze fell on Qiao Xu's hand, which had been scratched by the toy sword, and the coldness at the bottom of his eyes deepened by a few degrees.
"Let's deal with the wound first."
As Lu Moqing pulled Qiao Xu to leave, those people didn't want to miss such a good opportunity for extortion. They immediately rushed up and blocked their way.
"How can you leave without compensating?"
Their group consisted of four men, one woman, and a child.
Although Lu Moqing's attire was low-key, it was exquisite and luxurious, so it was obvious that he was very wealthy.
They couldn't pass up such a great opportunity.
Lu Moqing was now holding in his anger because his wife had been bullied. The man dared to approach and provoke him.
With a sharp gaze, Lu Moqing lifted his long leg and kicked the person in front of him, "Get lost!"