"Get them! Break his limbs!"
Zhao Wu issued the order once more, but no sooner had he finished speaking than a cold voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
"I'd like to see who dares to lay a finger on Mr. Jiang!"
This voice was cold, arrogant, as if it carried an air of invincibility, instantly infuriating Zhao Wu.
"Ma Le Ge Bi! Who dares to speak such arrogant words in front of me, Zhao Wu? In Yanbei, not many have that qualification!"
After shouting arrogantly, he turned to his underlings without a glance back and instructed, "No matter who it is, if anyone dares to obstruct Zhao Wu's business, seize them all!"
Zhao Wu thought, it must be some helper of Jiang Chuan's that had arrived.
But so what? A country bumpkin's helper is still a country bumpkin, right?
Thus, Zhao Wu didn't care at all.
"You dare!"
The voice rang out coldly again, and with it, a loud slap seemed to crack like a firecracker across Zhao Wu's face!
"Slap!"
