"Just a real scumbag, making me beat you up just for the truth," Ye Xuan muttered with a big roll of the eyes expressing his disdain.
Pfft!
Qiao San couldn't hold back any longer, a mouthful of blood spraying out as he glared daggers at Ye Xuan.
Seeing Qiao San once again beaten to semi-paralysis by Ye Xuan, his minions at the door, cheering him on, suddenly froze.
"Boss, my mom's calling me home for dinner!"
"It's raining again, I need to go home and bring in the laundry..."
The men exchanged looks and, dead serious, all rushed out of the room faster than rabbits.
Seeing this, Qiao San's mood plunged even deeper!
These minions. His boss was in trouble, and they just abandoned him, each man for himself.
Ye Xuan taunted with a playful look, "Look at you, reduced to this state. Even your minions don't care about you? If I were you, I might as well bang my head on tofu and die, save the world from your mischief."
