At that moment, Xia Ping led a large group of people out of Far East City in a grand procession, heading into the wilderness.
But they had barely left the city when a group of fierce-looking men blocked their way.
They were all members of Far East City's various underworld organizations. Their bosses had ordered them to stop Xia Ping. If they got the chance, they could even capture him, knock him out, and take him away.
Yu Qiqi, Chu Rong, Su Ji, and Jiang Yaru gritted their teeth. They had known all along that nothing good came of staying by Xia Ping's side. Sure enough, they'd barely stepped outside before someone was after them.
With the way those men looked, there was no mistaking them for people inviting anyone to dinner.
"What do you want? Don't do anything rash. My status is beyond your wildest imagination. If you dare attack me, your bosses will kill you. I'm a big shot you can't afford to offend."
Xia Ping stood with his hands behind his back, putting on the air of someone with powerful connections. He exuded the aura of an important figure as he shouted at them.
The crowd looked at him with contempt. Some even rolled their eyes. They'd heard he was a shameless swindler, skilled at every kind of scam. Now that they saw him in person, it was clear the rumors were true.
Even surrounded, the guy wasn't afraid. He kept bragging about his powerful connections. If they were ordinary people, they might actually have been fooled.
Most importantly, they were here because their bosses had sent them to block the kid's way.
"Who gives a damn who you've offended? Stay right here and wait for my boss. If you so much as twitch, you'll regret it."