"How dare you humiliate... the sacred warriors of our great Eastern Japan!"
Ito Makoto's roar was so furious it nearly blew the ceiling off!
He glared at the image on Yue Xiaofei's phone. His murderous aura pressed down on the nine heiresses until they could barely breathe. Their faces went deathly pale, and they nearly collapsed.
Yue Xiaofei, however, acted as though nothing was wrong. He even picked at his ear.
"Why all the shouting? If you lose, own it. If you take a beating, stand up straight."
"If you don't have the skills, don't come out and embarrass yourself!"
His casual attitude only poured fuel on the fire.
Ito Makoto trembled with rage. He clenched his fists and was about to strike.
"Young Master Ito, please calm down!"
Section Chief Jia jumped out ahead of him, pointed at Yue Xiaofei's nose, and shrieked, "Young Master Ito, don't let this kid fool you!"
"There's no way he did this alone!"
Looking as if he had seen through everything, Section Chief Jia sprayed spittle as he laid out his reasoning:
"Yue Xiaofei is just a student who couldn't hurt a fly. How could he possibly beat your battle-hardened men?"
"He must have called in outside help! Yes! It had to be the Azure Alliance! They're the strongest underground force in Modu!"
"This kid borrowed men from the Azure Alliance and got lucky. Now he's here trying to bluff you!"
The more he spoke, the more certain he became. He even straightened his back.
"Yue Xiaofei, where do you think you are? Who do you think you are? You barged in here alone, and now you think you're somebody?"
"You could've walked away, but you came charging into hell instead!"
A vicious smile spread across Section Chief Jia's face. Then he dropped