When Old Liu Hong understood what Xiang Yu meant, he burst into laughter. He had twelve people with him, while Xiang Yu had only two, not to mention they were all armed.
Even if Xiang Yu was formidable, he would be exhausted to death. And now Xiang Yu wanted to take them on by himself, it was simply foolish behavior.
"Kid, you've got guts." Old Liu Hong chuckled.
Xiang Yu ignored him and only moved toward Old Liu Hong slowly when he saw Tie Zhuzi already standing by the door.
At this moment, Xiang Yu was filled with rage, the image of Xiao Xuan injured still lingered in front of him.
Because of the car accident, Xiao Xuan suffered a head injury and had not woken up yet. Liu Yuhang had already said there was a high chance of memory loss.
Thinking of this, Xiang Yu couldn't help but feel the pain in his heart; he clenched his fists, and his eyes were cold.
