Sixth Master's sycophant, Zhou Shuai, who was lighting a cigarette, couldn't help but flatter, "Sixth Master, we've got a hundred brothers, and that idiot Ye Xiaofei only has thirty, how can he compare with us? This fool wouldn't dare to make a move. To do so would be to prepare for death."
Sixth Master was tyrannical and merciless, and he had no intention of letting Ye Xiaofei off the hook, especially since he took great pleasure in ruthlessly crushing his enemies underfoot.
He didn't want his own men to get involved, as that would make the whole incident seem utterly pointless. With a cold laugh, he grabbed Xia Wanqing's hair and violently flung her head against a stone pillar, causing fresh blood to flow out.
"You..."
Ye Xiaofei felt a surge of murderous intent within him, striking a woman was simply not what a hero would do.
He took a step forward, his pickaxe gripped tightly in hand, intending to attack, but he was pulled back by Tashi Delek who was behind him.