"Hmm, not bad, definitely a beauty!"
The boss gazed at the woman in the black dress, his eyes flashing with greed, and nodded.
"Kid, I'll give you a chance. Put down the beauty, then let my boys who you beat have a go at you, and we'll call it even, how about that?"
"Are you out of your mind?"
Ye Luo looked at him with a look of surprise.
"What do you mean?"
"Not out of your mind? Then what kind of nonsense are you talking about? Obviously, there's something wrong with your brain. But don't worry, I am a Divine Doctor, capable of curing all ills. As long as you're willing to pay, I'll treat you and guarantee your head will return to normal."
Ye Luo spoke with utter conviction.
"Your damn head is the one that's sick! I was giving you face, and you dare to refuse! In that case, beat him to a pulp!"
With that, the boss's face turned angry as he shouted at Ye Luo.
All at once, those surrounding Ye Luo, wielding steel pipes and iron rods, swung at him.