After the scream, there was silence; it was unclear if he was dead or alive.
Looking at Xia Liang, he seemed utterly relaxed.
Xiao Qianxi had long since stopped wiping her tears. Her cherry lips parted to gently utter two words.
"Ming Jin!"
Xia Liang spread his hands. "I told you, when I get angry, even I'm afraid of myself. But you just had to make a move."
The Bearded Guy snapped out of his shock. Hadn't the young master said this kid was an expert?
"Get him together! I refuse to believe he's that good."
These were not street thugs but professional bodyguards accustomed to intense situations. Seeing that Xia Liang knew what he was doing, they rushed him with an assortment of blades and clubs.
