A few people walked forward. Under Jing Wuyan's explanation, they gained a better understanding of Sin City.
No rules; that's the rule of Sin City.
What Qin Yi and his companions didn't expect was that they would be stopped again. It was the same people who had loudly discussed Yun Mengyao before.
It seems these people are driven by lust, their minds clouded by Yun Mengyao's beauty. Or perhaps, they simply haven't had a woman in a long time and are ready to experience the sharp edge of desire.
These individuals have no leader, probably a temporary group, with a total of five people standing in a row, all their gazes fixed on Yun Mengyao.
"Leave this girl to us, you can get lost. Dare to say no, and your heads will roll."
A burly, rough-looking man holding a Ghost Head Blade shouted arrogantly with a sideways glance.
Yun Mengyao's pretty face turned wrathful, enraged, "Do you want to die?"
"We want to die on you."
