Suddenly, an unexpected scene unfolded. Ye Chenfeng seemed to have anticipated it, not showing any concern, and instead, his gaze was fixed on the sofa ahead.
Two people were seated there, though many others stood nearby.
One wore a checkered shirt, a jade pendant hanging around his neck, and gold-rimmed glasses, dressed like a businessman.
The other wore a tight Polo shirt, his muscles bulging as if the clothes might burst at any moment. His hair was cut very short, and his eyes were sharp like daggers, casting a heavy pressure upon those he gazed at.
"Tiezi, are you injured?"
The man in gold-rimmed glasses spoke, his eyes reflecting a hint of surprise.
Tiezi directly answered, "Boss Ba, Boss Jiu, both my hands are ruined, pierced by chopsticks. It'll probably take half a year before I can use them again."
"Such a ruthless attack?"
The man with gold-rimmed glasses, known as Boss Ba, frowned deeply, his face darkening as he asked again, "You didn't wear gloves?"
