When Xie Debiao rushed back to Lishui Courtyard, Old Xiao from the clinic was already waiting at the door with a few underlings.

Seeing Xie Debiao clutching his ear, with blood seeping through his fingers and staining half of his face, they gathered around in shock.

"Boss, what happened to you? Who hurt you?"

Xie Debiao's face was as dark as a storm cloud, and there was a hint of fear hidden in his eyes.