Chapter 58 - Shes The Old Mans Person, Theres No Need To Prove It (1/2)

“Where’s Ling Sheng?” Huo Ci did not waste time beating around the bush.

He emitted a murderous vibe and coldness radiated from his body.

The sight made An Yan’s hair stand on end. He had not expected Huo Ci to go there for Ling Sheng. “Sixth Master, what do you mean?”

“I’m here to find your Big Master.” Huo Ci lifted his leg and gave An Yan a kick. “How dare Jun Shiyan’s dog obstruct my path!”

An Yan ducked, giving him a fierce look as he did so. “If the Sixth Master continues to act like this, then don’t blame me for not being courteous anymore.”

“Not being courteous?” Huo Ci’s lips curled up coldly, the expression in his eyes becoming deadly. He then bellowed, “Beat him up for Old Man!”

Upon receiving this order, Zuo Ming led the other men over and dashed forward.

Both sides were not to be offended, so a muddled war started.

Amid this chaos, Huo Ci used the opportunity to get a fire extinguisher violently from the fire hydrant. Then, he smashed it against the door while shouting haughtily. “Old Three Jun, you’d better open the d*mn door for Old Man!”

An Yan was fighting with Zuo Ming, but their skills were on par with each other’s, so he had no time to divert his attention.

Upon seeing Huo Ci smashing the door like a madman, he could only hate himself for not bringing more men over.

He was so incapable that he had even allowed troublemakers to appear right in front of the Third Master.

The door opened suddenly.

“Where did this mad dog come from?”

Jun Shiyan’s icy voice contained some sense of mockery.

“Where’s Ling Sheng?” Huo Ci stared at the disabled man in front of him.

The fire extinguisher in his hand found its way to his head, delivering an unrestrained, hard blow.

Apoplectic with undue rage, An Yan sprinted forward and stopped Huo Ci’s thunder-like blow.

The fire extinguisher landed on his back.

He endured this painful strike silently as bright red blood oozed out of the corner of his lips.

“Your dog is pretty loyal.” Huo Ci gave him a careless smile as he threw the fire extinguisher away slovenly. “Old Three Jun, Old Man shall give you one more chance. Where’s Ling Sheng?”

Jun Shiyan’s eyes were ice-cold and as dark as the night. He blocked the entrance, his air mightier than Huo Ci’s. “You know her?”