Upon hearing Little Snowman’s words, Chu Jiuning decided to proceed with caution.
However, … the Clown Emperor was much weaker than she had imagined.
Any big shot could easily knock him down to the point of being unable to get up.
Yet, Little Snowman was right, he was difficult to deal with and quite twisted.
Yan Xiu, with a disgusted expression, stepped on the Clown Emperor’s grimacing masked face.
“You know what we want, hand it over quickly.”
Despite being covered in blood from the beating, the Clown Emperor showed no signs of fear.
After emitting a chilling and eerie laugh, he looked up at Yan Xiu, who was standing on him.
“Even if I don’t hand it over, what can you do to me? Kill me? If you kill me, you’ll never find his legs again!”
Yan Xiu clenched his hand into a tight fist, making a cracking sound.
In the next moment, he delivered a powerful punch to the Clown Emperor’s face.
“You dare to threaten me? Do you really think I won’t kill you?”