Seeing Su Weifeng's expression grow increasingly grim, Wu Quanyou laughed triumphantly.
"What's the matter? Are you scared now? Do you regret offending me? Well, I'll give you a chance. Kneel down and kowtow to me a few times. Maybe I'll consider lightening the punishment for you."
Finally, Su Weifeng spoke, his voice cold, "Your idea is good."
"Good? Are you still trying to act tough?" Wu Quanyou's eyes widened, and he said, "Do you think you're so good at fighting that you can take on several people without a problem?"
Su Weifeng responded indifferently, "You've finally said something right."
"Heh..." Wu Quanyou chuckled dismissively, "Do you think I've brought just some ordinary thugs? Let me tell you, I've brought experts from the Wu Family. One of them could beat you so badly even your grandmother wouldn't recognize you."
"It seems someone like Mi Tiangong has said the same thing to me before," Su Weifeng said as he removed his hand from Sun Yumeng's face.