Before the little ones could continue making friends, Young Master Wang's teeth-grinding voice suddenly cut in-
"Ji Fuguang?!"
His fingers trembled with anger. "You said your name was Ji Fuguang?!"
"What right do you have to call yourself Ji Fuguang?!"
Wang Qizhi strode forward and reached out to shove aside the man shielding the children, intending to grab Wang Fuguang behind him. "You little brat, today I'll teach you what-"
The man standing before the children did not budge. Looking a little embarrassed, Wang Qizhi exerted more force. "Today I'll teach you-huh?!!"
Wang Qizhi gripped the strange man's arm with both hands, leaned back slightly, and put all his strength into it!
The next instant, Jiang Yanchuan slipped out of his grasp at an exceptionally tricky angle and dodged sideways-
Thud-
Wang Qizhi landed on his backside. "Ow!"
Several snickers immediately rose around him, turning Wang Qizhi's entire face crimson.
He raised his head and snarled, "Bastard, do you know who I am?!"
Jiang Yanchuan looked down into his furious eyes, one brow lifting slightly, a cold curve forming at the corner of his eye. "You-"
"Then do you know," a childish voice rang out from behind him, "do you know who we are?"
Wang Qizhi froze for a moment, then carefully swept his gaze over them.
Two children followed behind the man at their head, while several men who were clearly hired muscle from the Martial World stood around him. They all wore clothes made from fine fabric, but he was certain they belonged to none of the city's prominent families.
Most likely, they were outsiders here on business.
He quickly reached that conclusion.
"Hah." Wang Qizhi sneered. "You nobodies think you deserve my notice?!"
"I belong to the Southern City Wang Family! Someone in our family holds high