How could anyone not know who their own father was?
So, in Shi Tianming's eyes, Chen Changan's actions were nothing but a deliberate attempt to toy with him.
Seeing Shi Tianming's furious expression, Chen Changan smiled and said, "When you're out in the world, having a good father really does come in handy."
"But remember: a father is a father, and a son is a son."
"As an adult, don't go around bringing up who your father is at every turn."
"It's low-class, and just as embarrassing."
"Because in your heart, you know that on your own, you can't threaten anyone. You can only swagger through life on your father's reputation."
"Isn't that pathetic?"
"The ones people fear have always been your father, not you."
"In other people's eyes, you're nothing but a second-generation heir who acts like a fox borrowing a tiger's might."
Chen Changan's words made Shi Tianming's face flush red. Anger burned in his eyes, ready to burst into flames.
Shi Tianming wanted to retort, but Chen Changan's words had hit a little too close to home. Every sentence was barbed, and damn it, every one of them was the truth.
"Now!"
"Attack!"
Chen Changan had been waiting for this moment. Shi Tianming's mind was in disarray, and the people behind him had likely grown accustomed to following in his wake, relying on his father's reputation to get their way. They had no awareness of the need to fight.
This was their best chance, so Chen Changan quickly sent a mental transmission to Lin Gengsheng and the others.
They hadn't known one another long, but after working together for some time, they had developed a certain rapport.
More importantly, they knew that the moment Chen Changan called for them to attack, he had already made up his