Although Bin and his group had fallen to beggars, they had been around for many years. How could they be fooled by his few words?
Moreover, the other side only had a dozen people, and they also had more than ten. If a fight were to break out, the outcome was still uncertain?
"Master Wu, isn't it? We've never had any grudges or enmity. What brings you here?" Bin pretended to be magnanimous.
This Master Wu was not a roaming man in worldly society, so he didn't care about Bin's drama. While picking his nose, he said, "To tell you the truth, old man runs a martial arts school."
"If you know what's good for you, just hand over these two kids. Old man can spare you. Otherwise, none of you will get away today!"
A martial arts school? No wonder I haven't heard of this person. Bin hesitated, turned around, and looked at Wu Xiaoyu, waiting to see what decision he would make.
