The Yang Clan would protect him? Shen Guangming gave a disdainful smile. "So what if it's the Yang Clan? They're not what they used to be."
Every generation produced its own talents, each leading the age for a few hundred years. President Shen's position was far greater than Zhu Yuefu's.
Though Shen Guangming had just said something like, "Don't forget your brothers when you make it big," in truth, it had merely been a casual compliment.
In short, in the eyes of Jincheng's major powers, the Yang Clan was best left unprovoked. But if they truly were provoked, the consequences might not be all that severe.
That was right. The Yang Clan was still developing quite well in Dragon City, and their in-laws, the Gu Family, were doing even better. But the issue was... the Yang Clan had no real standing in Jincheng itself.
Shen Guangming dreamed of befriending the Yang Clan, but if he truly had no choice but to clash with them, he would not sit around waiting to die either. I have a slight home-field advantage here too, along with several diehard connections. The Yang Clan may be powerful, but they're too far from Jincheng to reach over here easily.
He even strongly suspected that the lofty Yang Clan might not take such a minor dispute seriously at all.
That was why Shen Guangming did not mind showing off a little, making it clear that he was not particularly afraid of the Yang Clan. Given Zhu Yuefu's conflict with them, the man probably would not go around spreading the word.
What he had not expected was that this was precisely the attitude Boss Zhu had been waiting for. If you don't get cocky, how am I supposed to provoke you?
Zhu Yuefu frowned and spoke up. "President