Silence. Ye Qiu and the short man locked eyes, as the surroundings fell into absolute silence.
Even the subordinates around them didn't dare to breathe heavily, as if the intense pressure emanating from the short man at this moment made their hearts tremble.
Lin Jie saw that Ye Qiu was actually confronting the short Wang Biao, and his heart was filled with tension. He quickly ran to Ye Qiu's side and tugged at him, saying, "Alright, stop messing with him. You can't handle him."
Ye Qiu glanced at Lin Jie, shook his head, and replied, "There's nothing I can't handle."
After speaking, he looked at the short man, a faint smile appearing on his face, as he took the lead, "What? You want to stand up for your brother?"
The short man saw that Ye Qiu spoke first, and he also replied, "Of course not, I'm someone who distinguishes right from wrong."
Hearing the short man's words, not only was Ye Qiu stunned, but even the bald man and others were puzzled.
