At this moment, many forces outside the city of Suhang were watching the scene, curious about the sudden appearance of an old man.
Song Zhaoming and others looked at the old man in front of them, their expressions ice-cold.
"Who do you think you are?" Song Zhaoming coldly opened his mouth, "Do you think a few words from you can scare us? I'm telling you, you'd better hand over the person obediently, or I'll flatten the Xia Family!"
"Breaking my son's legs, this matter isn't so easily settled."
Song Zhaoming stared at the old man, and the Song family disciples beside him were also riled up.
Yang Guang also spoke indifferently: "In Suhang's territory, no one dares disrespect my Heaven Wave Gang. I don't care who you are, I do not care who you claim to be, the young man's crippling of Jun must be thoroughly discussed. Otherwise, he won't leave Suhang alive."
However, the old man seemed completely indifferent and looked at Cheng Fei with a smile.
