Behind them?
Confused but sensing something momentous was about to happen, Zong Rui and the entire film crew turned to look. Ma Nanshan, who was in the middle of tying Zhang San, Li Si, and Wang Wu to a tree with vines, also turned his head.
In the next moment, he finally understood why Ye Lin'er had been smiling.
Ye Xiu was approaching at a leisurely pace, a simple wooden stick in his hand. His expression was as cold as eternal ice, and his eyes radiated the bloodthirsty light of a primordial beast.
"You hillbilly finally showed up! I thought you'd run away," Zong Rui taunted, completely ignoring Ye Xiu's expression and gaze. He then turned to Ma Nanshan. "Uncle Ma, that's Ye Lin'er's bodyguard—the same hillbilly who bullied me and scammed me out of a million."
Ma Nanshan sneered contemptuously. "One look at this punk's damn face and I knew he was bad news. Just wait. I'll finish off these three first, then I'll take care of him."
