Yang Xiao had never expected to be so easily exposed; it seemed the other party had merely been putting on an act, sending away his underlings to better engage him without restraint. Yang Xiao knew he had encountered a tough opponent today.
The underling he had killed in the parking lot hadn't been lying; this fellow was confident in his own strength, and was certainly not someone to be taken lightly.
Now that he had been found, there was no point in hiding any longer. Yang Xiao, wearing a mask and a duckbill cap, stepped out from the shadows.
Huang Sanbing sized up Yang Xiao and frowned slightly, as if Yang Xiao did not match the image Huang had in mind. He did not rush to attack but instead clasped his hands together and said, "How should I address you, young friend, and where do you hail from? Have I, Huang Sanbing, offended you in any way?"