"What trouble could there possibly be? Look at them, a group of kids and women, and a grown man who seems quite weak. Weak? I give one swipe and you might just die!" Luo Peng was translating this part when he heard them sneering at him from the other side, and he was so angry that he almost howled. The sudden change of tone in the last sentence almost made Wu Yihao and Liang Bing burst out laughing.
"If you're smart, listen to me. These people aren't ones you can mess with. Send them off early. We're just a few people away from completing this year's task, don't create additional problems."
"Wouldn't sending these people do the trick?"
"Are you pigs? I said, don't mess with these people, they're too much to handle!" Bai Yue's voice was full of exaggerated gestures, "Don't get any ideas about them, treat them well and send them off tomorrow. Got it!"
Footsteps were heard again.
"Old Wu stormed off, looking furious," Bai Yue said.
