C183 Tragedy

Yuan Ge was seething with rage. He slammed his palm onto the ground so fiercely that a dent formed, a testament to the sheer force of his anger.

"Do they really think they can mess with me? Do they see me as some soft target they can just squeeze? If they rile me up, I'll have Xiong Er flatten them in no time."

His roar of fury resonated throughout the courtyard