"Hit him for me!"
As he spoke, Ye Qiu extended his finger, pointing at Naizalun.
In the next moment, the crowd surrounding them instinctively flinched.
All eyes, filled with utmost shock, were trained on Ye Qiu.
This... did they hear that right?
This young man actually wants someone to hit Naizalun?
Do they really have no fear of death?
Or are these outsiders just clueless about Naizalun's reputation?
"Young man..." At this moment, an elderly person stepped forward, casting a deep glance at Ye Qiu, and said, "I can tell, you're not locals from Vietnam, perhaps you're from Huaxia, unfamiliar with our affairs here."
"You guys are truly reckless. These people are not someone you can provoke. If you're smart, you'd quickly kneel and apologize. If Naizalun is in a good mood, he might let you off."
"That's right, that man is General Meng Cai's confidant! Hurry up and apologize, or else you're definitely doomed."
