C1872 In Terms of Imposing Manner You Control Everything

The lackeys who had been howling just moments before now stood frozen in place, as if turned to wood. Many were already suffering from leg cramps, and some had even forgotten to breathe!

"What's the matter? Who dares to run wild on my turf?" From within the crowd, Qiao Yuanjiang, clad in a sharp suit and leather shoes, strolled to the forefront, a cigar clamped between his teeth