Ye Ling watched Jin Ye standing his ground against Ye Siao, leisurely enjoying his beer with great interest. He had no intention of stepping in to settle the matter, content to let his third brother teach the pretty boy a lesson. After all, the pretty boy had been sticking around his sister day after day; it was high time he learned his place in the world.
However, seeing the pretty boy emerge unscathed, he became all the more convinced that it was his sister bullying the muscular brutes inside. It seemed he was destined never to have a delicate sister in this lifetime.
"Kid, you're quite arrogant," he said with disdain. "I'm curious to see where this scrawny body gets its confidence."
Ye Siao spoke no more, instead, he went straight for his gun.
Under normal circumstances, he would have ditched the gun and taken on the cocky pretty boy hand to hand, but with his sister still inside, every second delayed meant increased danger for her, so a quick resolution was necessary.
