These guys had formed a clique to exclude them, and the past few days had been suffocatingly frustrating.
But they never expected Chu Fan to be so ruthless, beating them one by one until they coughed up blood!
The older youth, defiant, coughed up blood and said, "Boss Chu, we're all brothers. How could you be so heavy-handed? I'm going to the Incense Master to demand justice!"
"The Incense Master? Justice?" Chu Fan stomped on his chest, and the youth spat out another mouthful of fresh blood!
"You bastards skimmed the silver offered up by the restaurants and shops, playing me for a fool, and you still dare talk about seeking justice from the Incense Master?" Chu Fan said. "Even if I beat you to death right in front of the Incense Master, who would dare say a single word against it?!"
The youth's heart skipped a beat, and he fell silent.
"Very good. From this day forward, you are forbidden from setting foot on Xingning Street!"
