Of course, Han Zonglu didn't care anymore.

All his men are dead. Although winning is not honorable, it can give an explanation to his men.

"Please give me some advice from Deacon Han."

Unexpectedly, Yang Fan clasped his fists without changing his expression, as if he really planned to fight with the opponent.

This scene made Sun Rong's heart pick up in his throat.

"Teach me? Of course, our family will teach you a lesson!"

Han Zonglu showed a cold smile.

He looked at Yang Fan standing under the stage like a piece of fish on the chopping board.

Unfortunately, Yang Fan below also showed the same cold smile, thinking to himself: "Tao Ying has been waiting outside for so long, it's time to show up!"

Sure enough, just as the two were about to get into trouble, a voice came from the direction of the door.

"Han Zonglu, you are really getting better and better as you go back. You only bully the younger ones and fight with the younger ones. How about this? How about you come and compete with our family?"

As everyone looked around, an old eunuch with a straight back and a serious face walked over from outside.

Tao Ying!
Chapter completed!