At the same time, Fang Yaowu was driving on the road with a few bodyguards, roaring towards Nostalgia Bar. Inside the car, Fang Yaowu's face was extremely dark, almost dripping water, with eyes shimmering like a viper's, sending chills down one's spine with just a glance.
His son was beaten up, twice by the same person, who even threatened that if he didn't come today, his son would be crippled, his second son wouldn't even be a man, leaving the Fang Family without heirs. It was imaginable how furious he was inside.
"Lu Tianxing, third young master of the Lu Family, you're going too far. Do you really think you're invincible? Do you really think I don't dare to kill you?"
Fang Yaowu's eyes flashed with a fierce killing intent, urging the driver to speed up towards Nostalgia Bar.
Twenty minutes later, several cars arrived with their lights flashing, stopping abruptly at the entrance of Nostalgia Bar.
