At this moment, the night was silent.
Uncle Gong looked incredulously at the scene before him.
The figure that once stood high and mighty, stepping on him, was now on its knees, wailing in despair, pathetic like a dying dog.
In the past, the youth who constantly wore a cheerful smile now had a cold expression, acting like a demon. But in Uncle Gong's eyes, this youth was still the little boy who once went hungry.
Only now, that child could stand at the shop's entrance, blocking the evil guests...
His heart relaxed, and Uncle Gong fainted straight away. Seeing this, Su Tu instantly appeared beside Uncle Gong, checked his breathing to ensure it was steady.
Only then did Su Tu feel relieved.
"Ahhh!!"
"How dare you, how dare you treat me this way for a dirt-poor nobody."
"You're doomed, you're doomed, no matter which noble family or martial arts school you are from, you will pay the price!"
