Take Your Seats

"Not fighting anymore, Brother Leg? I can handle it. The two of us could take this guy out here without any problem." Zhang Wei was still eager to fight, as though he had not had anyone to spar with in a long time.

Or perhaps he simply wanted someone to practice his shooting on.

Yang Jian waved a hand. "Fine, I'll be honest. That shot of yours nearly caused trouble."

"Exactly. You suddenly fired a gun and scared me half to death." Jiang Yan, hiding behind them, immediately chimed in.

Zhang Wei glared at her. "Don't talk, old lady. This is between us young people."

Jiang Yan immediately gritted her teeth and glared at him.

Damn Zhang Wei. He kept bringing up her age all day long. So what if he was a few years younger than her? Did he really have to be so smug about it?

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes. "This conflict ends here for now. This Wang Han offended Jiang Yan, and you gave him a shot. That makes everyone even. Strictly speaking, though, Zhang Wei did nothing wrong. Against people like that, you can only show strength, never weakness. Your attitude is crucial."

"Yeah, the more arrogant, the better. After all, he and I are the same kind of people. If possible, no one wants to make a move."

"So next time we meet, should I greet him with a shot first?" Zhang Wei asked.

Yang Jian said, "You'll die horribly if you try that move. Only I can play it that way. Don't copy me. It's better to keep a low profile."

He was famous in the circle. With the name Ghost Eye Yang Jian behind him, he could naturally act without restraint. If it were anyone else, the outcome would probably be entirely