"Hey! Stop right there!"
The Yakuza standing in front of Duanmu Huai looked up, staring at the two-meter-eight giant before him, angrily yelling with a fierce appearance. But it was clear from their pale faces that these people weren't as tough as they appeared.
"Which group are you from, punk? How dare you cause a ruckus on the Tang Island Group's turf?"
"Huh?"
Upon hearing the Yakuza's angry shout, Duanmu Huai coldly glared at him.
"What are you babbling about? I don't look like Yakuza! I'm just a regular guy, alright!"
Seeing the Tang Island Group causing trouble on the street, the bored onlookers quickly gathered, forming a circle. Hearing Duanmu Huai's response, almost everyone looked at him with a face full of "???".
How do you not look like Yakuza?
How do you actually look like you're not Yakuza? I'm curious, why do you think you don't look like one?
"Quit joking!"
