"Is your brain a bit off?" Mu Rufeng glanced at Jin Yu and sneered.
"Interesting, interesting, under such circumstances, still daring to be so stubborn with your words, I like it."
"Uncle Feng, go, strip his clothes and pants, then make him crawl over here." Jin Yu said.
"Young City Lord, in this situation, let's not take action, lest we attract that Jiao Long back." Zhang Benchu suggested.
"Don't worry, it will be quick, there won't be too much noise. Uncle Feng, did you hear? Keep it down." Jin Yu said with a faint smile.
"Yes, Young City Lord." Chang Feng responded.
Zhang Benchu hesitated for a moment upon hearing this, but chose not to speak further.
Mu Rufeng didn't care about this, Zhang Benchu had already defended him multiple times. It's not his fault, if blame is to be placed, it can only be on the current situation.
"Master Uncle, what should we do?" Di Chang stepped forward, moving close to Mu Rufeng's side.
