Hearing that, the guy called Second Master ground his teeth in fury; no one had ever dared be this disrespectful to him.
He swore in his heart that he would properly teach this clueless young man in front of him a lesson.
"Kid, today I'll let you see what I, Second Master, can do." The man said viciously.
The streetlight shone on Second Master's body; Ye Chen could see his sturdy build and the bulging muscles on his arms—one look and you knew he was a trained fighter.
But even if you added all these people together, they still weren't worth Ye Chen's time; he didn't take them seriously at all.
Of course Ye Chen knew the ambushers around them were here for Song Xiaoxiao, but who sent them—that was what he was desperate to find out.
"Gentlemen use their tongues, not their fists. I don't exactly want to fight you guys." Ye Chen said.
He didn't actually want a fight; he just wanted to figure out what he needed to know.
