Tang San's fury shot straight through the roof.
His face flushed crimson, he breathed like an ox, and his eyes were bloodshot.
He raised his size-45 foot and kicked Dai Mubai with all his might.
Bang!
Caught off guard, Dai Mubai flew backward and slammed into the corridor wall with a dull thud. A clear shoeprint marked his face, and blood streamed from his nose.
"Cough, cough... Who are you?"
Dai Mubai was stunned by the kick. Clutching his burning cheek, he glared at Tang San, who looked like a madman. "What the hell did I ever do to you?"
Tang San lunged forward and clamped both hands around Dai Mubai's throat. "You didn't do anything to me, but you insulted her. You deserve to die! Tell me where that beast Li Yuan is!"
Dai Mubai's eyes rolled back as he struggled to breathe, but he understood one thing.
So the woman inside was this kid's sweetheart?
But I'd paid for her... Had we both booked the same woman?
Or was she playing two men at once?
Either way, Dai Mubai was furious at being kicked and seized by the throat for no reason.
He was a prince of the Star Luo Empire, the wielder of the White Tiger Martial Soul. When had he ever suffered an insult like this?
Especially from a country bumpkin whose Soul Power did not look particularly high.
"Let go! Li Yuan, Wang Yuan, whatever—how the hell should I know him? I paid for the woman inside. What's it to you?"
Dai Mubai struggled fiercely. White light flashed around him as the formidable Soul Power of a Soul Elder erupted, forcibly throwing Tang San's hands off.
"You paid for her?!"
Tang San trembled with rage, his eyes nearly splitting at the corners.
*Xiao Wu... Xiao