Dead silence.
The room fell into a silence more terrifying than the grave.
For these spoiled rich kids, who had grown up using their status and family connections to crush anyone in their way, fear at its peak bred not respect, but an even wilder mix of rage and humiliation.
"Do you... do you fucking know who he is?!"
Xu Yaoyang's voice rose to a shrill pitch with fear.
He pointed at the unconscious Young Master Li on the floor and blustered, "His father is the chairman of Urban Construction Group! You laid a hand on him. You're dead!"
Young Master Zhang seemed to find his courage too and joined in. "And me! My family owns Huatian Entertainment!"
"Half the stars in Longdu owe their careers to our company!"
"One word from me, and I can make you disappear from Longdu's entertainment industry for good!"
They tried to drive away the man before them, who seemed like a Demon God, with the family connections they prized so highly.
Yue Xiaofei merely swept them with a look reserved for idiots.
Urban Construction Group?
Huatian Entertainment?
To him, their supposed power was no more than a child's make-believe toys.
But Xu Yaoyang and the others took his silence for fear.
"Scared? Too late!"
A young man who had barely spoken, but whose eyes were the most vicious of the lot, finally opened his mouth.
His name was Xiao Chusheng, and he had the strongest family backing among them.
Xiao Chusheng took out his phone with a sickening grin. "Kid, you can fight. I'll give you that. But in this world, no fist is harder than a bullet!"
As he spoke, he dialed a number.
The moment the call connected, Xiao Chusheng's voice turned tearful, and he shouted into the phone:
"Uncle! Help!