Chapter 138: Just the Three of You?

Meanwhile.
In the eastern suburbs of Cloud City.
Inside a small grove.
Three figures were puffing away on their soft-pack Chinese cigarettes, blowing out rings of smoke.
Behind these three men,
Xu Shuyan was currently bound tightly to a tree, wrapped in ropes.
"Puff~"
At this moment,
a middle-aged man in gray clothes blew out a smoke ring, tossed the cigarette butt onto the ground, stamped it out, and asked:
"What did that kid say?"
"Don't worry, Brother Ji, the kid was furious just now and should be on his way."
The middle-aged man put down his phone and replied.
"Very good."