Feng Jiu was startled a moment as she stared at the tall guy standing in front of her, her gaze a little strange as she glanced at him.
The burly man named Steel Bull looked at the guy before him standing there with his chest puffed up and he hesitated a moment before giving out another loud guffaw: "Hahaha! Good good good, this kid here has got quite a bit of guts! You dare stare at me Steel Bull like this, that's admirable!"
As he spoke, he was happily patting Guan Xi Lin on the shoulder, his palm hitting repeatedly, while Feng Jiu who was watching from behind straightened into a thin line.
Those pats on the shoulder had not been light!
"Ungh!" Having been "patted" a few times on the shoulder, it had tugged at the wound on his abdomen, the pain causing cold sweat to run down his face.
