Hearing these words, Zhou Yu frowned and looked up at the young man.
The young man glared.
"What are you looking at?"
"If you keep looking, I'll gouge your eyes out!"
After speaking, he glanced at the girl beside him, ingratiatingly asking:
"Shu'er, this gauntlet looks exquisite, do you like it?"
The girl also saw the gauntlet in the box, and a glint of brightness flashed in her eyes.
Apparently, she was very interested in the gauntlet.
Seeing this situation, the young man immediately stepped forward, came up to Zhou Yu, and grabbed the box, intending to take it away.
Zhou Yu's face darkened, and he let out a cold snort, pressing one hand directly on the box.
As Zhou Yu's hand landed, no matter how hard the young man tried, the box under Zhou Yu's palm didn't budge an inch.
The young man's face instantly changed.
He stared at Zhou Yu coldly.
"Boy, are you courting death?"
"Do you know who this young lady in front of you is?"
Hearing this, Zhou Yu said expressionlessly:
