Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Ever since entering this underground battle arena, they had basically been suffering from anxiety disorder, incessantly wanting to know how many points their team had earned.
Qiao Mu still doubted the fact that earning enough points would summon their mentors.
From those mentors’ tendencies, hell knows whether at that time they would deliberately complicate the situation and add some other “minor missions” for them to complete.
Just as Qi Xuanxuan pulled Qiao Mu to her seat, they heard someone pushing open the battle arena’s rear door with a wham.
A group of people who were carrying a wooden stretcher alongside a stocky middle-aged man headed in Qiao Mu’s direction.
Everybody cast curious gazes at that group of people.
When they made out the middle-aged man’s appearance, they kept their mouths shut.
“Family Head, she, she is the one! Wh-Who attacked the young master.”
“First detain Kou Hongwen,” that middle-aged patriarch ordered. Immediately, four to five people took out black ropes and lassoed them at the little fatty without room for objection.
The little fatty certainly wouldn’t sit still and let himself be captured without a fight.
However, just as he moved, several nefarious men pounced over, and they attempted to restrain his arms and tie him up.
Qiao Mu was disgusted with these people’s conduct.
They kept picking fights for no reason just because they were from patrician families. Despite their affected loftiness, they had already inadvertently exposed their ugly behavior.
“Scram!” Before Qiao Mu even needed to make a move, Duanmu Qing had irately swept away the ropes targeting the little fatty with his sleeves.
While staring coldly at the middle-aged man in the lead, Duanmu Qing questioned, “Manager Tang, someone is causing trouble on your turf. You don’t need to take care of this?”
Manager Tang naturally did not have the nerve to slight him. After all, his young sir had instructed him to take good care of Miss Qiao before he left.
If Miss Qiao got displeased from these undiscerning people’s offense, the young sir might think that he was inept.
Manager Tang solemnly waved his hand. “Call security to stop that middle-aged man and his party.”
Manager Tang certainly recognized this middle-aged man. Which person who normally conducted business in Wengka City didn’t know the patriarch of Wengka City’s Kou Clan?
“Family Head Kou.” Manager Tang cupped his hands toward Kou Dehai with a considerably affable attitude. “These are friends of this humble one’s master. For what reason might Family Head Kou be causing trouble for them?”
Kou Dehai’s expression changed slightly as he gave Manager Tang a complicated look.
He certainly knew that Manager Tang was one of the main people in charge of this underground battle arena. It would be rather troublesome if they offended them by accident.
But he had no choice but to offend them. Someone had turned his precious son into a pumpkin head, and the swelling hadn’t gone down even after one day and night. Instead, he had gotten more bloated, and just poking his skin would discharge pus.
It was unbearable for him as a father to see his son lying there bawling and blubbering.
No matter what, he had to bring away Kou Hongwen, this little traitor, and dispose of him in secret!
He, Kou Hongwen, only had himself to blame for this result after making such a ruthless move on his Zhen’er!
He eyed Kou Hongwen menacingly. “Little bastard, how dare you treat your younger brother from the main clan so ruthlessly. What are you all still standing there for? Detain him! Bring them all away..”
