Master Xuan?
Little Wolf was stunned.
Fuck your mother.
Six words summed up Little Wolf's mood.
Little Wolf's eyes were as wide as donkey eggs.
The expression on his face changed from rigid to shocked and then to terrified.
With a "thud," his legs could no longer bear the pressure and he knelt on the ground.
Drops of cold sweat the size of beans fell on his pale, powerless face.
As for the followers he came with,
they looked at each other in confusion.
Bro, for heaven's sake, we're here to teach someone a lesson.
According to the script,
you should at least beat the other guy up,
and then make him kneel and affectionately call you dad.
But this is just great.
The other side didn't even say anything, let alone make a move.
You, as the big bro,
without a word, knelt on the ground.
With such a tense expression and pale face,
one might think someone kicked your balls!
"Wolf bro, aren't we here to beat someone up?"
