Xu Ke walked into the courtyard, and at a glance, he saw five men sitting around a table. The table was full of food, and there were crates of alcohol under their feet. It seemed they were having a great time before he arrived.
Xu Ke's face turned cold, and the way he looked at them was as if he were gazing at a group of corpses.
"I'm here to find someone. Hand them over, and I can pretend nothing happened, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Xu Ke said.
The men in the courtyard listened to Xu Ke's words and exchanged glances, then burst into laughter, mixed with a lot of mockery.
"Who are you talking about? All of us are here, do you see anyone you're looking for? If you don't, hurry up and get lost, stop acting tough here, who do you think you are?" The man posing as a talent scout walked up to Xu Ke, eyeing him up and down with growing disdain.
