The Secret to Picking Up Girls

"Baldy? Are you talking about Hua? He's not here!" The young man frowned, narrowed his eyes, and sized up Zhang Yuze warily, asking, "Who are you? What do you want with our Hua?"

Zhang Yuze smiled faintly. At this moment, he was finally sure he had found the right people. Although he didn't recognize the young man in front of him, he was one of those who had attacked him with the baldy earlier. Zhang Yuze recognized him instantly because of his long, yellow hair.

A dagger flashed from Zhang Yuze's sleeve, and he held it lightning-fast against the young man's neck, coldly saying, "Quickly tell me where your Hua lives, or I'll carve you up…"

The young man was terrified by Zhang Yuze's sudden action and was about to shout.

"If you want to shout, you can try to see if you're faster or I am." Zhang Yuze glared at him fiercely, the dagger in his hand tightening.

The young man could clearly feel the icy chill emanating from the dagger pressed against his skin. Overwhelmed by this intense fear, his expression finally softened.