"Beat the bastard!" someone shouted from behind.
A group of men charged toward Sun Li and Wang Bo.
Shen Bing could guarantee that none of them had come to help Sun Li.
Of course, Shen Bing couldn't stand by and watch his friends get beaten, but he didn't want to cause a scene here either. After all, this was Fang Yuanming's territory.
"Wait!" His commanding shout brought them to an immediate halt.
Not only they, but even Sun Li and Wang Bo, who had been thoroughly engrossed in the fight, sobered up a little. They each shoved away the man they were grappling with and staggered to their feet.
"Old Shen, why did you come out?" Sun Li asked.
“This bastard went too far! He charged straight in and started swinging without a word. When have I ever been afraid of anyone?” King Bo's face and neck were flushed with anger, though the bruise around his right eye undermined his imposing air.
Judging by his expression, he probably didn't even know what had started the fight.
Shen Bing glared at them both. "Stop messing around! We..."
"You three are together?" the handsome young man asked, staring coldly at Shen Bing and his friends.
Behind him, people had already helped Zhao Dongxu and the other man to their feet. Both were still swearing nonstop.
Shen Bing turned toward him, glanced at the men around them, and said calmly, "As far as I'm concerned, the fight's already happened, and neither side came out ahead. Let's leave it at that."
It wasn't that Shen Bing was afraid of trouble. These were separate matters. Although he had been furious about what Zhao Dongxu had done to Sun Li earlier, he'd already had someone teach him a lesson.
To put it plainly, this was just