Collect the Debt (3)

Under the public's stare, Ouyang Qianran's body fell heavily to the ground after flying a dozen meters away. The crowd was stunned...

Looking at the cool, handsome man, they couldn't help but swallow hard.

Though the Ouyang Family was not as powerful as the Hu Family, Ouyang Qianran's strength was not bad. How could the man kick him so far away without exerting any strength? Especially since Ouyang Qianran was badly injured by his kick. He kept vomiting blood and almost coughed his viscera out.

"They're almost here," Yun Luofeng said with a faint smile, her wicked eyes shining with a grim light. "Ouyang Qianran, do you want to see your little son?"

Ouyang Qianran shuddered and turned pale.

"What do you mean? I don't understand!"

"It doesn't matter. You'll find out soon."

When Ouyang Qianran was wondering what was going on here, a young man's voice came from behind him, "Master, I have brought you the boy you asked me to find."