Luo Xiao's face darkened suddenly, and he tried to stand up forcefully, "Let go of me!"
"Aren't you quite stubborn?" Xie Yanghua squatted down, pinching his chin, "You need to know, being popular here can make you famous, and if you gain fame, there will be people booking you every day, both men and women... you'll never have to worry about having nothing to do for the rest of your life."
Upon hearing this, Luo Xiao's chest heaved violently a few times. He shook his head vigorously, "No... let go of me!"
Xie Yanghua swung a slap across his face, "Let you go? Didn't you refuse to say anything even if it meant death? Fine, you'll stay here for a few months, and when you come out, let's see what your arrogance and pride have been whittled down to. I'm looking forward to it, Master of the Flame Hall."
Luo Xiao furiously tried to get up, shaking his hands forcefully, "Let go!"
