"Heh, what a bunch of pigheaded fools. I can say that Huang Borren is my backer, but would he dare to agree?" Yang Qi scoffed.
"Mr. Yang, please stop joking. How could I possibly be qualified to be your backer? I am ready to serve you in any way, without complaint." Frightened, Huang Borren knelt on the ground once more.
It was only then that everyone realized Yang Qi's trump card wasn't Xiong Ba, nor was it Huang Borren. He had to have another card up his sleeve. They began to lose their initial confidence, though most of them still believed Yang Qi was bluffing.
Yang Qi smiled and looked at Wu Chong. "Do you remember what I told you? Repent before Zhang Xiaoduo's grave, and I won't kill you. Now, come over here. This is your only path to survival."
Wu Chong glanced at Zhang Xiaoduo's grave and sneered. Though confined to a wheelchair, he still exuded the wild arrogance of a man who could take flight at any moment.
