"I'm not interested in you!" Xiao Han looked at her disdainfully.
"You!" Ye Shisan was immediately furious, feeling utterly insulted. How dare he look down on her like this? Her anger was beyond containment. Clenching her teeth, she commanded, "Attack, kill him."
"Yes!" Two women immediately drew their short knives.
"Just the two of you?" Xiao Han eyed them with contempt.
"Yes!" the women nodded, saying, "Perhaps we were no match for you before, but now, you're exhausted and wounded. We can definitely take you down!"
"Alright then, if you've got the guts, come and try!" Xiao Han let out a cold laugh.
Xiao Han held an iron stick in his hand; it appeared light in his grip, but it was incredibly potent, weighing over twenty kilograms. It was difficult for an ordinary person even to hold, but it seemed to flutter effortlessly in Xiao Han's hands.
"Kill!" The two women, originally fair of face, now turned ferocious, their beauty vanishing instantly, replaced by savagery.