Under Huang Xiaolong's cold gaze, Wang Junhai and the others couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
"Leave now, while you still can!" Huang Xiaolong said indifferently.
Wang Junhai was taken aback, then laughed furiously: "You, a piece of trash, want me to leave? You, a worthless punk, do you believe me!"
However, before Wang Junhai could finish speaking, he felt a blur before his eyes, and a powerful force hit him, sending him flying out of the courtyard and crashing heavily onto the ground outside.
The ground resonated with a loud "bang."
Wang Junhai lay there motionless, his condition unknown.
The other guards were so frightened that they stood frozen, not daring to move, staring hard at Wang Junhai lying outside the courtyard.
The Prince Mansion had several housekeepers, and although Wang Junhai wasn't the strongest among them, he was still a God King Realm expert, at the Late Stage of God King Third Rank.
Just now, that worthless punk actually?
