Imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel. Hearing Xu Maohai's words, Xiang Zuo did not make a move but instead fixed his gaze on Ye Luo and said, "Mr. Ye, I didn't know you were here earlier. This matter is a misunderstanding. Why don't we just let it go..."
"Considering Mr. Xiang's face, we can let this matter go, but this guy must receive some punishment. Please, Mr. Xiang, disable this fellow's limbs."
Ye Luo said nonchalantly.
Yet Ye Luo's words caused Xiang Zuo's face to change, and Xu Maohai shivered, his eyes revealing deep fear as he quickly spoke out, "Young Master Xiang, please don't..."
"Mr. Ye, don't you think this is a bit excessive? Mr. Xu is my friend. I hope we can let this matter drop."
Xiang Zuo looked at Ye Luo and said with a stern voice, his icy eyes flickering with a cold light.
"Sorry, but he is your friend, not mine. Since you don't want to do it, then I'll do it myself."