"Ah... Shang Zhuang, you have some nerve to lay hands on me. Do you have a death wish?" Wei Dabao clutched his leg, glaring at Shang Zhuang.
Shang Zhuang glanced at Wei Dabao with disdain. "Throw him out!"
Soon, two guards dragged Wei Dabao out.
Qin Guan nodded slightly at Shang Zhuang. "Very good."