For Jiang Chuan, there isn't anyone in this world he's afraid to provoke, and he hasn't stretched his muscles in a while; today, it's just a warm-up.
Listening to the people around him, Li Xin became even more complacent.
Pointing at Jiang Chuan's nose, he arrogantly said, "Kid, did you hear that? I'm Zhao Wu's man, someone you can't afford to mess with."
"Be obedient, kneel down, and break one of your arms, and maybe if I'm pleased, I'll let you go!"
Jiang Chuan smiled slightly and said indifferently, "Break one of my arms? Have you been reading too many martial arts novels?"
"Of course, such things aren't impossible. For instance, I usually break the limbs of those who offend me and then throw them in the river!"
"Kid! At this point, if you're still so arrogant, don't blame me for being rude to you!"
