The four men approached slowly, their faces filled with malicious smiles. In their eyes, Sun Sheng was just a little kitten, someone they could do as they pleased.
However, the burly man at the front, upon seeing Sun Sheng's expression, involuntarily froze. The man's slightly narrowed, sharp eyes sent a chill through him—a chill that emanated from his very soul.
Then, the man shook his head dismissively. Sun Sheng was no longer the genius he once was. He had been crippled, subjected to years of humiliation without daring to retaliate—all of which they had witnessed. What was there to fear?
"Hmph, cunning brat, beating up Bai Jianian! You, a lackey, wouldn't have enough lives to die!" the burly man roared, lunging forward. His attack unleashed a surge of powerful energy, employing the Ba
