Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Zhang Beichen's face showed an expression of extreme terror. His abdomen felt as if it were being twisted by a knife, in addition to the excruciating pain from his hand, causing his entire body to tremble uncontrollably!
Seeing the incessantly trembling Zhang Beichen before him, Lu Yu grabbed his hair, his face showing a hint of coldness, and then he spoke, saying coldly, "I'm asking you a question; are you deaf?"
As he spoke, Lu Yu suddenly yanked with all his might, pulling a large handful of jet-black hair from Zhang Beichen's head. The sudden pain contorted Zhang Beichen's face instantly.
"You, let me go first!"
Feeling the pain coming from the top of his head, Zhang Beichen knew keeping silent wasn't a solution. He looked at Lu Yu before him and spoke in trembling words, filled with fear: "As long as you let me go, I'll immediately notify my brothers at the port to let your goods pass!"
"Let you go first?"
