Beneath the stage, Wei Chengwu managed to catch his breath only with great difficulty.
Several staff members came over in a frightened manner.
Wei Chengwu's face was deathly pale, and the pain made his voice utterly hoarse.
"Quickly call someone, we absolutely can't let them leave."
Just then, a tall, thin Sangguo Warrior walked over and stepped on Wei Chengwu's chest.
Wei Chengwu's chest bone broke again with a crack, and he spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood.
The tall, thin Sangguo Warrior looked at Wei Chengwu lazily.
His eyes were filled with utter disdain.
"Stop dreaming. Your three venues have all been swept away by us."
"You might as well close up shop."
After saying this, he ground his foot down again before finally turning around to leave.
Wei Chengwu owned three Underground Boxing Rings.
He had originally wanted to call in experts from other venues.
Upon hearing this unfortunate news, Wei Chengwu immediately fell into despair, nearly fainting.
