At that moment, Chu Wenjie—the man known as "President Chu"—came to his senses as well.
He looked at Song Guowei, his expression darkening. After taking a deep breath, he said in a low voice, "Manager Song, President Bai, I respect you both. My Chu family can't compare to either of yours."
"But the Chu family isn't made of clay, either! Out of respect for you two, I'm willing to let today's matter go and allow them to leave."
"Let it go? Heh, Chu Wenjie, Ning Wangshu's sworn younger sister was beaten in your Chu family's home. You and the Zhu family humiliated her like this, and you think we can just let it go?"
Bai Jingchuan sneered.
"Exactly! You want us to let it go just like that, after Ning Wangshu's sworn younger sister was slapped and humiliated? You must be dreaming!"
"As for your Chu family... Heh, I don't know if you're made of clay, but I'd like to see whether Song and the Bai family can crush you or not!"
Song Guowei spoke coldly as well.
At his words, Chu Wenjie grew angry, and his tone turned chilly. "My Chu family doesn't want to make enemies of either of you. But if you insist on this, we're not necessarily afraid of you!"
"Don't forget, my niece is getting engaged to the Gu family's second grandson today. She'll marry into the Gu family soon. With the Gu family behind us, you two may not be able to do anything to my Chu family!"
With that, Chu Wenjie let out a heavy snort.
"Heh, heh-heh..."
Bai Jingchuan laughed scornfully, shooting Chu Wenjie a sidelong glance. "The Gu family? Let's not forget that today's only an engagement banquet for your Chu family's legitimate daughter and the Gu family's second grandson. She