"I, Xiong Yaotian, dare you to take me on!"
When he said this earlier, Xiong Yaotian was filled with an arrogant vigor, as if he were invincible. Even the Heavenly King himself would not have caught his eye.
But now…
Shit! What kind of monster did I provoke?
The more smug he had been before, the more terrified he was now.
"Lord Chen, Lord Chen, I was wrong!" Xiong Yaotian stammered, his body trembling as he stared at the shining paratrooper knife humming with a deadly aura.
"Chen Yang is my Boss, and he'll be here soon." Yang Hu patted Xiong Yaotian's face with the flat of the blade, grinning. "Let's get back to what we were talking about before."
"Weren't you just telling me to kneel?"
"No, no, no!"
Xiong Yaotian waved his hands frantically and immediately dropped to his knees, trembling with fear as he said, "It's all a misunderstanding! A complete misunderstanding!"
BANG!
Yang Hu's fist hammered down, sending Xiong Yaotian crashing to the floor.
