"I take it you're threatening the Flying Car Gang?" the blond young man frowned and said.
"Threat, you can see it as a threat and a warning, but I see it as, in front of me, you are nothing, not even an ant," Mu Chen said with a smile.
"You arrogant jerk, do you think you are from the Emperor Palace? Acting tough here is seeking death." Before the blond could speak, the crowd behind him shouted loudly.
"People from Emperor Palace, they still have to call me Lord Mu, isn't that impressive?"
"Boss, I can't stand this pretentious guy anymore, let's take him down now, and cripple this man," the crowd said to the blond young man.
"Remember, cripple his limbs, no, five limbs, I want to make sure he can never touch a woman again," the blond young man said with an escalating chill.
"Yes, boss." Twenty-something people, each with a stick in hand, looked towards Mu Chen with disdain.
