Yun Xiao's eyes were full of killing intent, his face was expressionless, and he was as cold as a god of death.
"No, I was wrong. Please let me go. I was really wrong!" When the man heard Yun Nianfeng's words, he hastily begged for mercy, for fear that Yun Xiao might cut out his tongue in anger.
The man, he believed, would do such a thing.
Yun Luofeng tugged on Yun Xiao's sleeve and shook her head at him. Then she walked toward the man, lowered her eyelids and said with a small smile, "Remember, your girlfriend got you into this trouble. If she did not willfully provoke others, you would not have suffered this."
The scantily clad woman shuddered and looked horrified.
Sure enough, when Yun Luofeng said this, she saw an angry gleam flash through the man's eyes.
"Yun Xiao, let's go." Yun Luofeng slowly turned and entered the Spring Snow Restaurant.
