It was the first time Han Ye had been threatened like this. Just as he was about to retort with curses, a busy tone came from his phone.
Break my legs?
F*ck, who in Jianghai would dare to mess with me?
Suddenly, it was as if Han Ye thought of something, and his face slightly changed. Qin Hao? Qin Hao?
Could it be the Qin Hao who broke Xiao Liang's legs?
No wonder the name sounded familiar. Could it really be him?
Han Ye was very clear about the strength of the Xiao Family. Currently, the top hand in Jianghai was Xiao Liang's own uncle, Xiao Tianwei.
If Qin Hao broke Xiao Liang's legs, it was impossible for Xiao Tianwei not to know about it.
And the fact that Qin Hao was still living well implied that his background was even more significant.
Bigger than the top hand in Jianghai, who could that be? Probably a big shot from Jinchen City.
Having thought this far, Han Ye's forehead was already covered with cold sweat.