Upon seeing the situation!
Yang Cheng furrowed his brow slightly, his face turning extremely ugly!
He knew that Chu Wanhai had suffered such a huge loss and would definitely find a way to retaliate.
But he hadn't expected it to come so quickly.
He instinctively shielded Yang Rou behind him, secretly operating his Cultivation Technique, his True Qi immediately flowing.
"Xiaochen... Xiaochen, what should we do!!"
At this moment, Yang Rou's face was ghastly pale from fear, clutching tightly at Yang Cheng's sleeve, her body trembling uncontrollably.
The fierce aura emanating from the group of people before them gave her an unprecedented sense of danger.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
Yang Cheng's gaze was sharp like a knife, meeting the scar-faced bald man's stare, asking coldly.
"What do I want?"
