For a moment, all the onlookers broke out in a cold sweat for Luo Xiu, certain they could already picture his tragic end.
Offending the Red Lion Gang in Wangjian Town never ended well for anyone.
At that very moment, the burly man was staring at Luo Xiu as if he were already dead. Although he was no match for Wang Wu, this pretty boy Luo Xiu, who looked as if a gust of wind could blow him over, was nothing but a small fry in his eyes—someone he could crush with a single hand.
With this thought, a murderous glint flashed in the man's eyes, and he lunged toward Luo Xiu. He had decided to publicly execute Luo Xiu as a warning to others and to display the might of the Red Lion Gang.
Luo Xiu sensed the man's killing intent and furrowed his brow slightly. He hadn't wanted to kill anyone. To him, this rabble wasn't worth the effort, nor did they deserve to die by his hand. But now that the man wanted him dead, it was a different matter entirely.
