His man didn't have to finish his sentence; Old Nine knew exactly what he meant.
Old Nine's gaze darkened as he glared at Lu Yuanbin, wishing he could tear the man to shreds.
So he didn't refuse. Instead, he simply nodded.
'Since Lu Yuanbin was foolish enough to waltz right up to him, he might as well not leave at all.'
Lu Yuanbin had been itching for a fight lately anyway. Seeing Old Nine's men swarm him, he didn't hesitate and immediately began to fight back.
Watching from the side, the girl saw Lu Yuanbin get surrounded, and a flicker of worry crossed her face.
The vendors nearby had all scattered before the fight began.
The girl wanted to leave too, but her two chickens were still near Old Nine's men. They were meant to be sold for her grandmother's medicine money—the only thing of value her family had. She couldn't just abandon them and flee.
Old Nine couldn't spare a thought for the girl right now. His eyes were glued to the men tangled in the brawl.
