Going Deep into the Tiger's Den

"Pak!" The macho man with the mask had a fast reaction speed. He grabbed Xia Xue's hand all of a sudden as he sneered, "Miss Xia, you'd better not display your skill in front of an expert. Don't force us to be rough."

"Hey!" Xia Xue jerked her hand, sweeping the leg of the macho man with the mask.

The macho man with the mask was tilted forward by Xia Xue's kick. His footing was originally unstable. He didn't manage to dodge it. He endured a direct kick with a pain that surged in his calf.

"Alright, Miss Xia. Stop making trouble." Another black-shirted macho man who hadn't spoken before suddenly spoke up. "We aren't here to fight with you but asked you to see the boss. Don't you want to know who our boss is?"

"Who is it?" Xia Xue heard and immediately stopped. She looked at the other black-shirted macho man wearing a mask.

"Su Dazhi!" The black-shirted man said slowly.