C84 I Promise You

"Scram!"

Ye Qinghui was not one to mince words. When he spoke, it was with brevity, uttering just a single syllable.

Then, with a resolute air, he sat down, no longer deigning to acknowledge the other's presence.

But the bald man wasn't about to let things go so easily.

He was on the move! At once, he blew his whistle, signaling his cronies to converge on the scene within minutes