Caught off guard, Brother Scorps instinctively took a few steps back, his eyes widening as he faced a man in black, the cold muzzle of a gun pointed directly at his forehead.
There were several more men, all wearing black clothes, surrounding him.
Xia Lihua squinted her eyes. These men were familiar...
Weren't these Yang Lingyun's men?
She recognized some from when they were guarding him at Shangri La. They were his trained security.
Why were Yang Lingyun's trained guards here and why were they getting involved?
If Yang Lingyun's men were present, it could only mean one thing—Yang Lingyun himself was likely nearby.
From the crowd, Ding Feng hurriedly made his way towards Xia Lihua and wrapped her in a protective hug. "Lili! Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" His hands caressed her face before frantically checking her arms and body, searching for any signs of injuries
He was genuinely afraid that she had been injured in that brawl.