Pfft...
The man named Xu Xiangdong had no chance to fight back and was beaten with a punch, rolling off his wheelchair in a miserable state.
"Hmm? Not fighting back?" The thug was astonished to see how easily he prevailed.
At this moment, the middle-aged man, who had been silent all along, spoke up.
"Han Tianming, it seems you're truly ruined, but your luck isn't too bad. You managed to escape from that place—you're really fortunate." The middle-aged man spoke coldly.
His tone was icy and carried an undeniable authority.
Upon hearing his voice, Lisa's face suddenly changed outside the door!
"This voice... so familiar! Seems like the same person who was competing for items against us earlier at the auction wearing that wolf-head mask."
Lisa was surprised, but Chen Yang remained calm.
Because earlier, when he saw the middle-aged man's back from outside, he already had a suspicion but wasn't certain.
