There were many people crowding at the door.
Leading them was a very young man, with a head of colorful hair, a tight tank top exposing his chest, and a denim jacket covered with studs—its material was very hard.
Ripped jeans and a pair of pointed leather shoes.
The man had several sparkling diamond earrings in his left ear, a bizarre necklace around his neck, and he even had tattoos on his neck and arms.
Anyway, no matter how you looked at him, this man didn't look like a decent person.
Even disregarding the man's getup, the people following behind him, each brimming with hostility, looked even less like good people.
"Sister Zhou, who bullied you?" The man asked as soon as he entered, his eyes searching around. When he saw Zhou Ya's pig-headed face, his expression instantly turned dark, "Who the hell dared to touch Sister Zhou? Stand out before your master!"
