Everyone stared blankly as Wei Qi was slapped away. One after another, incredulous gazes fell on the mustached man. Did this guy actually dare to lay a hand on Wei Qi? Was he out of his mind?
"You dare hit me?" Wei Qi covered his face, glaring angrily at the mustached man.
"Heh, I just hit you. Do you dare to have any objections?" The mustached man sneered coldly, saying, "Don't mention you, even if your big brother came, I'd still hit him! What face do you have that deserves my respect as the Tiger Hunter?"
"Ti... Tiger Hunter?"
Suddenly, a large collective gasp was heard.
Including Wei Qi, everyone's faces changed drastically, showing a look of fear. No one expected this mustached man before them to be the legendary 'Life-taking Tiger Hunter' from Qingshan City's underworld, a true veteran in the industry!
As for that Little Silver Spear, in front of Tiger Hunter, he could only kneel and beg for mercy. He really had no face to speak of.
