"Wait a moment!"
Zhu Qilue suddenly shouted at them with a fierce voice, his eyes glaring angrily, like a malicious spirit.
"What do you mean, are you playing with me? Come and go as you please?!"
The two refugees were startled, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads, and it soaked through their clothes at the back.
"No...we don't dare..."
"You don't dare? I think you don't even regard me at all! What, am I not ruthless like other young masters, so you're not afraid? Is that why you treat me like air if I don't act?"
The two shook their heads frantically, like rattles, unable to utter a word.
They hadn't expected Zhu Qilue to suddenly become someone else, dauntingly ferocious, like a man-eating beast.
"Then hurry up and speak, don't force me to act." Zhu Qilue stepped closer, staring them down with a menacing glare, lowering his voice in threat.
