"Before the end of the year, don't come back to annoy me, understand?"
Looking around, Zhu Haomiao smiled calmly and gently, yet his soft words felt like the cold wind of the Extreme North, causing everyone's hair to stand on end.
"Hea... heard..."
Then, ignoring the fearful and shocked gazes of the crowd, Zhu Haomiao stepped away, gradually disappearing at the end of the street.
It wasn't until the young man completely vanished that the frozen crowd looked at each other and spoke bitterly.
"What do we do?"
"What else can we do? Come back at the end of the year!"
"After all, he's a noble with a title, even if he killed us in broad daylight, he might get away with it!"
"That's right, we're just little nobodies helping to collect debts, it's not worth losing our lives..."
Saying this, they couldn't help but look at the man groaning in pain on the ground next to them, swallowing.
"That guy... no, Pingyang Earl... how did he suddenly become so powerful?"
