"Hmph..." In contrast to the Blood-handed Toad's rage, Zhang He simply scoffed disdainfully, staring intently at Su Chen, "It seems every Tom, Dick, and Harry now dares to dream unrealistic dreams. Kid, an ant should have the awareness of an ant. Don't even think about coveting the prey in a tiger's mouth just because it looks appealing. That could get you killed."
Yoo Xing, though silent, also gave Su Chen a profoundly cold glance that seemed sharp enough to scrape bone.
"Alright, kid, hand over Zhang Yuyi now! We have no patience to play with you, and you are not even qualified to play with us. Don't waste our time!" Sheng Leng shrugged his shoulders, feeling he had given enough warning. If this greedy fool had any sense, he would now know what he could touch and what he couldn't.