"Your name is Hua She, right? You didn't come here to cause trouble without reason today, did you? Tell me, who sent you?"
In the hall, Qin Yang leaned forward slightly, staring at Hua She, and said coldly.
From the moment Hua She and his group entered, their target was quite obvious, as if they came specifically to provoke and cause trouble for them.
Especially when the long-haired man said, "I only intended to beat you until you vomit blood, but today I might have to spill some of your blood too", which was very suspicious.
Hua She lay on the ground, panting heavily, the pain in his abdomen slightly eased, but facing Qin Yang's question, he did not utter a single word.
"Not talking?"
Qin Yang raised an eyebrow, although his kick wasn't gentle, it wasn't strong enough to render him speechless.
"It seems your arm still isn't in enough pain."
