Something Happened to Yaquan?

Ya Jindou looked at the leaf, but Ya Yindou's attention was on his little brother's neck.

The wound on his neck was very thin. It was just a thin slit. If it wasn't for the blood flowing out, the wound wouldn't have been visible.

He looked at the leaf on his hand. It was long and thin, and it did match the shape of the wound.

However, was it possible to cut someone's skin with just a leaf?

"Do you f * cking think I'm a three-year-old child? Trying to scare me with a leaf? Get lost! Don't let me see you again!"

Ya Jindou looked at the leaf in his trembling hands and became even angrier.

If it wasn't for the fact that his legs were inconvenient, he would have been sent flying with a kick.

"Boss, I'm telling the truth! Believe me…"

The lackey was so scared that his legs went weak and he immediately knelt down.

"Get lost! Get lost immediately!"

Ya Jindou was not in the mood to listen to him.