The Eighth Lord roared at the crowd, spittle flying in the air.
"..."
After a moment of dead silence.
"Thud."
"Thud."
"Thud."
The sound of people kneeling echoed one after another.
Those who didn't kneel were beaten down by the dozen or so small-time thugs brought by the Eighth Lord.
"Eighth Lord, we… we didn't offend you, why… why are you doing this…" the classmates asked, their faces unable to stop themselves from crying.
The Eighth Lord sneered coldly: "You bunch of clueless fools, do you even know what kind of existence you've offended? Young Master Ye, is he someone you can afford to offend?"
Hearing these words, everyone was left speechless.
Have we offended Young Master Ye?
Who else could it be? It's got to be Ye Huan!
What is Ye Huan's background then, to earn such respect from three big bosses?
While the specifics are unclear, one thing is certain.
This Ye Huan is definitely more impressive than Pan Changjiang!
