"Huaxia man, what exactly do you want?" An Ke glanced at his companion on the ground, already unconscious and barely clinging to life. This trip to Singapore had turned into a nightmare for them.
"What do I want?" Fang Jueyu was baffled by the question. "Shouldn't I be asking you this? I was just chilling here, minding my own business, and the three of you decided to attack me. And now you're asking what I want?"
"You..." Fang Jueyu's words were infuriating, but he was right. They were the ones who started the trouble. Even if Fang Jueyu took down all three, it would still be self-defense.
"Let us go. From now on, we'll never set foot in Huaxia again and we'll never lay a hand on Huaxia people!" An Ke finally chose to compromise. They couldn't defeat him, and resorting to attrition would be useless against someone like Fang Jueyu, who treated pills like meals and wouldn't tire out even in a pitched battle.