"Yes, boss."
The other henchmen responded in low voices.
"Damn bastard, daring to trip me up." Qii Ying merely knocked out the underling, which was naturally not enough to vent his frustration, so he seized the opportunity while the underling was unconscious and couldn't cry out in pain, to kick him a few more times.
"Wait until we get back, and see how I'll deal with you, damn bastard. If I can't make you wish you were dead, I'll change my surname from Qii!"
The group of henchmen watched Qii Ying kick the person while cursing with each kick, getting more and more enthusiastic as he kicked, and couldn't help but shiver. They realized they really shouldn't offend the boss in the future; otherwise, this might be their fate.
This might even be considered light punishment; they had no idea how the underling would be dealt with in the end.
...
"Martial Camp."
"Hmm? What?"
Qian Jiyun was eating when he heard his wife mention a name.
