Crow staggered to his feet, eyes blazing as if they were about to split, and jabbed a finger at Jiang Hao. "You little punk... you actually dared lay a hand on me. I'm telling you, you're finished today. Even if the King of Heaven himself came, he wouldn't be able to save you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Crow pulled out his phone and made a call. The moment it connected, he shouted, "I got jumped in Private Room Tianzi No. 9 at Jinghua Hotel. Get every brother over here right now, and remember—bring long blades, all of you!"

After the call ended, Feng Haoming's legs were trembling in fear, and regret gnawed at him from the inside out. He never should have brought Jiang Hao, this walking disaster, with him.

In a single day, they had offended two of Wuling's underworld bosses.