"Hahaha, you guys actually got beaten this badly? It's been a while since I've met a character like this. I'll go meet him right now!"
In a spacious room, a young man with a round face, large ears, a straight nose, and a square jaw was laughing wildly.
Beside him sat another man of about the same age, with a face like the autumn moon—scholarly and refined.
And before the two of them were none other than Sun Hongwen and his cronies, who had tried to extort protection money from Shen Lang only to end up with several broken bones.
At this moment, Sun Hongwen's face was wrapped in white bandages, hiding his nose. Only a pair of teary, resentful eyes were visible, staring at the two men before him.
The room was quite spacious. The inner walls were covered in a layer of milky white jade that emitted a soft glow. Even the floor beneath their feet was pieced together from perfectly arranged slabs of White Jade, giving it a noble and elegant appearance.
