"Brother Kui, what do we do next?"
Zhang Kui's underlings looked at him, their faces showing curiosity.
"Heh heh!"
Hearing his underlings ask what to do, Zhang Kui sneered, "Do I even need to say?! This guy actually dared to make a move against Young Master Hao. There's no room for negotiation. I see there's a little river not far from here, just toss him in there. The fish will take care of him."
"Haha! That's a good idea!"
Hearing Zhang Kui's plan, his underlings' eyes lit up and they all nodded repeatedly.
"No... please! I don't want to die!"
As if hearing Zhang Kui's voice, Zhang Xingyi, who had been half-dead, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with terror. If not for his swollen face, it would have shown sheer panic.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Kui snorted coldly, reached out to grab Zhang Xingyi off the ground, and said, "Right now, you have no room for maneuver! Crossing Young Master Hao, nothing you do can erase your sins!"
