Quan Ye and Si Ye engaged in a one-on-one duel, and the two fought fiercely.

Both sides' subordinates watched from the sidelines. The Lai tribe members were extremely excited and shouted slogans against Quan Ye.

Zhang Quan's men were filled with worry, fearing that something might happen to Quan Ye.

After several rounds, Siye was no match for Quanye and was knocked to the ground.

But he felt no shame as a loser and continued to get up and fight.

Quan Ye's movements were swift and precise, delivering several punches to his face in quick succession.

Siye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and gritted his teeth, saying, "Looks like you really have some skill. Let's play another game then."

He revealed a bloodthirsty smile.

Just as Quan Ye was about to make another move, he caught sight of someone escorting a slender figure out from the front.

The sound of a woman crying and sobbing reached him, instantly making him tense.

"Come and see the woman you've been thinking about day and night."

At Siye's signal, his men ripped the cloth off the woman's head.

Su Li stood there, her eyes brimming with tears, looking like a frightened fawn, utterly pitiful.

Upon seeing this, Quan Ye immediately went to save her.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Siye punched him in the face, saying arrogantly, "If you want to save your woman, you'll have to get past me first. No fighting back, or else..."

The henchman grabbed Su Li by the hair and shoved her violently toward the window.

"Otherwise I'll kick your woman down the stairs. The ground below is covered with nails. It would be such a waste for such a beautiful girl to fall down like that."

"You dare touch a single hair on her head!" Quan Ye roared, a raging fire burning in his chest that reached his eyes.

Seeing that he was getting more and more out of control, Siye laughed and turned away.

His men immediately surrounded him, stretching their arms and legs as if they were about to start a big fight.

"Master Quan!"

Zhang Quan and the others looked angry and were about to step forward to protect him.

Si Ye sighed, "If you guys help, this beautiful woman might really get kicked downstairs."

Quan Ye looked at Su Li, who was too frightened to speak, and shouted with bloodshot eyes, "No one is allowed to come over!"

Zhang Quan and the others watched helplessly as Quan Ye was surrounded and beaten, but he was unable to fight back.

"Bang—" Quan Ye's knee was hit, and he knelt down on one knee.

An iron rod slammed into his back, and he braced himself on the ground with his hands, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"You bunch of bastards, I'm going to fight you to the death today!"

Driven by a burning desire to protect his master, Zhang Quan charged furiously into the surrounding wilderness.

Su Li was pushed to the window again.

Despite the pain, Quan Ye shouted, "Zhang Quan, stop!"

Zhang Quan's fist had already reached Si Ye's face when it abruptly stopped.

Veins bulged on his face, and his clenched fist trembled.

Si Ye raised an eyebrow slightly. "Go ahead and hit her. This woman is finished after this punch."

He silently withdrew his hand.

At this moment, Quan Ye was hit hard several times, and someone swung a stick directly at his head.

As Quan Ye fell to the ground, his gaze remained fixed on Su Li's figure before slowly closing.

"Master Quan!" Zhang Quan and the others scrambled over and helped him up, their hands getting covered in blood.

Siye pouted, patted his butt and got up. "This is so boring. He was taken down so quickly. I thought he could last a little longer."

Seeing Quan Ye fall, Si Ye left with his men, satisfied.

Soon after, Fu Ze arrived with his men, only to find Quan Ye lying on the ground covered in blood.

"President Fu, our Master Quan..." Zhang Quan, a grown man, was so frightened that he was sobbing uncontrollably.

Fu Zelian remained calm and said, "Get them to the hospital immediately. I'll escort you there; no one will dare to make a move!"