"There are quite a lot of people this time." Wang Xinyi was a bit worried. After all, she didn't know how to fight at all and had little faith in Song Xiaodong.
"Ah, it's fine, she's here, huh?" Song Xiaodong turned around, but Yang Yushi was nowhere to be seen.
"Wow, what a coincidence?" Song Xiaodong smiled wryly.
"Last time, I was a bit abrupt, didn't have a chance to ask your esteemed name and identity?" Last time's beaten Brother Lei brought over twenty Yang family guards and walked from the foot to the top of the mountain.
"You'll remember my name." Song Xiaodong said.
"Kid, you've practiced too, it's a pity you annoyed me. Do you know how powerful I, Brother Lei, am? Take a good look, they're all my martial arts friends. You fought me last time, this time, kneel down and apologize, let's consider it over. As for Young Master Yang's matter, that's another story."
