Zhao Shisan quickly brought along the five Siam Fist fighters and tidied up the scene.
Meanwhile, Yang Chen accompanied by Iron Face took Gu Xijun back to the First-Grade Kingdom.
"What happened?" As soon as the group entered, Wei Xueqing approached them, asking worriedly.
Yang Chen glanced at her and reassured, "It's fine, no need to worry."
"How can I not worry!" Wei Xueqing looked at Gu Xijun, pulling her aside, "Were you hurt? Did they do anything to you?"
Gu Xijun smiled, "I'm fine. What could they do to me? They're just a bunch of small-time punks, all thunder and no rain."
Despite her words, Wei Xueqing was still uneasy, remaining worried.
After a while, Yang Chen took a sip of water and said to Gu Xijun, "Stay here tonight, Iron Face, come with me!"
"Where are you going?" Gu Xijun quickly stood up, blocking Yang Chen.
Today's events were already overwhelming; she didn't want Yang Chen getting into more trouble.
Who knows what these people are planning.
