This time, even Hua Yunfei looked over in astonishment. Who was he calling a three-minute man?
"Let's go. Let's find somewhere normal." Hua Yunfei shook his head with a smile and turned to leave.
Lin Haoyu and the others followed him out. This place truly was not suitable for discussing business.
Seeing that they cared about their dignity, Nangong Wentian could only shake his head helplessly and follow them out.
"Well, well, isn't this Nangong Immortal Clan's strongest Holy Son in the history of shit, Nangong Wentian?"
Just as the group was preparing to leave, a piercing voice rang out.
Several young men walked out of the Yihong Brothel behind them, all with flushed faces. Clearly, they had just experienced three minutes of ultimate bliss inside. Upon seeing Nangong Wentian, they all let out strange, mocking laughter.
Yet upon hearing them, not only did Hua Yunfei and the others choose to ignore them, but Nangong Wentian did as well.
Those who made an entrance like this were always idiots. They could not be bothered with them!
"Stop! I'm talking to you! How dare you ignore me? Are you courting death?"
Among the youths, the yellow-robed young man standing in the middle, clearly their leader, felt humiliated after being ignored. He immediately shouted, and at the same time, a terrifying pressure erupted from his body and swept toward Hua Yunfei's group.
"Giving you face made you think you were somebody?"
Lin Haoyu turned back. Thunderous power burst from his eyes, instantly crushing the yellow-robed youth's attack and shattering his protective divine light as well. His head exploded on the spot, blood splashing all over the faces of his companions!
But It Was Only Putting on a Show for Them
With a bang, the yellow-robed youth's headless corpse fell to the ground.