"Clang..."
Casually tossing the pipe in his hand aside, Hao Jian let out a light chuckle as he glanced at Chang Zeliang and his men, who were frozen in place, too afraid to move. Then, turning his head, he looked at Xiao Qiang, reached out to touch her hair, and smiled, "I won't let something like this happen again."
"Kid... don't... don't think we're scared of you!"
A few of Chang Zeliang's henchmen, who had been smashing things earlier, hurried over as they saw their boss being bullied. Seeing this, Chang Zeliang's spirits were lifted, and he tried to muster some courage to shout back at Hao Jian. But as he focused his gaze on Hao Jian, a wave of cold fear suddenly struck him, and even his voice trembled.
"Oh? Did I ever say I wanted you to be afraid of me?" Hao Jian wrapped an arm around Xiao Qiang's waist, wearing a sly smirk on his face as he said, "If you want to make your move, then go ahead."
"Hao Jian, isn't this a bit too dangerous..."
