Catechism

"master……"
"Greetings, Mr. Xu!"
The dozen or so young men surrounding Yu Feng immediately bent their backs, knelt on their knees, raised their hands upwards, and shouted in unison towards the intimidating figure inside the gate.
Youlong was just about to struggle to stand up and greet him, when he saw Xu Qingfeng staggering, coming to him and looking down!
brush!
At that glance, he was shocked!
The bones in the wrist—broken.
What a cruel method.
"You are so young,...