At that moment, the third person's punch was closing in on Ye Luo, and in the next second, it would have struck him, but Ye Luo's mouth curved slightly as he bizarrely dodged the punch with a swift movement. He then launched an elbow strike that hit the man behind him square in the chest, causing him to kneel on the ground in pain.
Watching Ye Luo easily take down his three trusted subordinates, the bald man's eyes narrowed, a look of surprise flickering across his face. Even Yan Ling's gaze held a trace of unusual interest as she watched Ye Luo.
Then, Ye Luo walked toward the bald man.
"What... what do you want to do?"
At this time, a corpulent man with sideburns looked at Ye Luo with a trace of fear in his eyes.
Without paying any heed to the man's words, Ye Luo approached the bald man, his lips curving into a smile, "You just said you don't like people standing while talking to you, didn't you?"
"That's right," the bald man coldly huffed.