"Be careful, boss. This bastard is a bit tricky," Mu Shanlan looked at Baiyu, deep apprehension in his eyes.
He hadn't forgotten.
The absurd golden light that had previously emerged from Baiyu was practically the bane of his ability, not only unable to cause the slightest harm to Baiyu but also restrained by him.
"It's okay, dealing with these troublesome officials is exactly what we're here for."
Frank's brothers spoke in unison.
Baiyu coldly looked at the three of them, "So, you're all from the Steel Front?"
Frank's brothers locked their spirituality onto Baiyu, and the shorter one said, "That's right, you have two options now: one, join the Steel Front, and we can let you go. Two, become a corpse."
Powerful spirituality kept assaulting.
In Baiyu's ears, a series of murmurs echoed, and a scorching, fiery aura arose around him.
It was as if he was in a furnace.
In front of Baiyu.
A massive furnace, as if he were inside the sun, continuously emitting light and heat.
