Watching Song Yuchen's reaction, Ning Wangshu glanced at Song Muyang and drawled, "Your Song Family patriarch said that if you, the Song Family's Old Ancestor, showed up, you wouldn't let me get away with acting 'arrogant.'"
"Now that you're here, I'd like to see how you plan to stop me from acting 'arrogant'!"
At these words, Song Yuchen had no idea how to respond.
Ning Wangshu could tear open the void and seize him by force without giving him the slightest chance to fight back. Such power and methods were beyond anything he could even begin to fathom.
But Song Yuchen didn't dare stay silent, either. He could only force a smile and say, "Y-Your Excellency—no, Senior, you jest. With methods like yours, how would I dare act presumptuously in your presence?"
Song Yuchen paused, then glanced at Song Muyang, who was being held down. "As for what he said earlier, that was merely the ignorant nonsense of a young fool who doesn't know his place. I hope you won't hold it against him, Senior."
Song Yuchen had lowered himself as far as he could. There wasn't a trace of the bearing one would expect from the Song Family Old Ancestor, a supreme figure whose every step could make all of Moon Tomb City tremble.
"Heh. You're already bowing and begging for mercy?"
Ning Wangshu let out a derisive laugh, then sneered, "I thought the Song Family was supposed to be tough and arrogant. Turns out you're nothing but a bunch of cowards who pick on the weak."
Then he glanced at Zhang Shengchang and Zhang Changtian, who were also being held down.
"You two heard and saw that. The Song Family Old Ancestor you pinned your hopes on, expecting him to save you and avenge your Zhang Family, doesn't