Name your terms?
He really reeked of nouveau riche, but what terms could he possibly offer Zhou Heng?
Find Huotian? Take him to see Huotian?
What a joke!
Zhou Heng looked at the other man coldly. "I don't care about the fight over the admission badges, but you actually attacked a little girl. That makes me very angry!"
"Angry? Hahahaha, angry?" Young Master Long immediately burst out laughing, even glancing to either side to prompt his subordinates to give a dry laugh along with him, though they had no idea what they were laughing about.
He abruptly stopped, pointing at Zhou Heng with his halberd-like finger. "What right do you have to be angry? Do you know who I am? The Pang Family's eldest young master! With just one word from me, you'd get hacked to death walking down the street!"
Was this guy the young master of a great family, or the boss of some street thugs? Every word out of his mouth was dripping with banditry.
"Brother Zhou, there's no need to be angry. The Pang Family has only risen to prominence for a few decades; they still cannot rid themselves of the lowly filth in their bones," Qi Yuan said calmly.
"You're Qi Yuan!" That Young Master Long was naturally Pang Shaolong. He looked at Qi Yuan and suddenly sneered. "So what if you're from the Qi Family? Are tiger's asses not to be touched? Well, I've touched one. What can you do to me?"
"Pang Shaolong, you're inviting trouble for yourself." Qi Yuan's tone remained mild, as though he could not even be bothered to speak with the other man.
"Hahaha, my family has now latched onto a vice principal of Great River Academy. What the hell is your Qi Family?" Pang Shaolong's face was brimming