A Rare Talent

The moment he said that, every thug downstairs looked up at him with hostile eyes.

Wang Hui's expression darkened too.

"Young man, aren't you looking down on the Wang Family a little too much? I doubt even the Qin Family up north would talk as big as you do."

Chen Cheng did know of the Qin Family Wang Hui mentioned. In his previous life, though, he had rarely dealt with such powerful families. He only knew the family existed.

"The Qin Family? You mean Qin Muyang? Isn't he so old he can barely walk?"

Chen Cheng said it to test whether this was the Qin Family he knew. After all, he still could not be sure he had truly returned to his former world.

Wang Hui frowned.

"You know Old Master Qin Muyang?"

Wang Hui's reaction gave Chen Cheng another confirmation.

"So what if I do? Is he such an extraordinary figure that people aren't allowed to know about him?"

Chen Cheng rolled up his sleeves and came down the stairs.

"Enough talk. I won 160 million upstairs just now. I'll write off the extra few million as spare change. Pay me the 160 million first. The account number is..."

Chen Cheng then recited his private account number from his previous life.

If this really was the year 2024 of his previous life, a successful transfer from Wang Hui would settle whether this was his former world.

After all, he had never received a massive payment from a stranger back then.

But Wang Hui was no fool. He had brought so many men today and had even invited Master Ying, the man who held the fort for the Wang Family. How could he simply pay Chen Cheng?

"That's going too far. Don't you know the Wushu Association Pact forbids martial