Yue Mingxuan quickly run toward the main hall, only to arrive just in time to witness Shang Qinghua and Rong Zishen locked in a tense standoff.
The two men appeared to have just gone through a fierce battle and each of them standing firmly in their place unmoving.
For a fleeting moment, Yue Mingxuan wanted nothing more than to raise the Dumdum gun and shoot that bastard on the opposite side to show him exactly what he was capable of.
But he forced himself to suppress the impulse.
Instead, he stepped to Shang Qinghua's side and asked, "Why didn't you tell me?"
Shang Qinghua immediately pulled him behind himself. "I don't want you to get hurt."
Yue Mingxuan placed one of the Dumdum guns into his hand. "And you think I want you to be the one getting hurt?"
There was a trace of displeasure in his tone and it was clear enough for Shang Qinghua to hear. Yet Shang Qinghua simply lowered his head slightly and said, "You're different."
