The mustached man beamed and waved his hand. Two burly men in green robes charged in from outside, looking like demons as they headed straight for the beautiful woman.
The middle-aged man suddenly struggled to his feet and roared, "Who the fuck dares!"
A pitch-black pearl suddenly appeared in his hand. His eyes bulged, bloodshot.
"Heavenly Thunder Pearl!"
The mustached man cried out in alarm. The two burly men rushing forward leaped back as if they'd seen snakes and scorpions.
The silver-armored general gave a cold snort and silently released a thread of Killing Intent, striking the numb point on Yuan Qinghua's arm. His hand trembled, and his grip loosened. The next instant, a surge of force jolted the Heavenly Thunder Pearl right out of his hand.
Just as the Heavenly Thunder Pearl was about to fall into the silver-armored general's grasp, a streak of green flashed in. At that hair's breadth, a large hand appeared out of nowhere and caught it firmly.
"Brazen! Who are you, to dare act so insolently before General Xin Si!"
The mustached man flew into a rage and shouted furiously at the green-clad middle-aged man who had barged in.
But the green-clad middle-aged man ignored him, staring at the other middle-aged man for a long while before saying, "Old Yuan, I never thought you'd actually managed to lose all that weight."
At the sound of that familiar voice, the middle-aged man was struck as if by lightning. He stared at the green-clad middle-aged man, stunned, and stammered, "You, you're..."
The green-clad middle-aged man waved a hand, then turned to the mustached man. "Go kill yourself."
The mustached man laughed in fury. "General, General, where did this madman come from..."
"Old Yuan, have your wife take the children inside."
The middle-aged man gave the order.