My question stumped Young Master Zhang. Usually, as soon as he announces his name, a whole bunch of people start flattering him.

Now, when I hear about the Zhang family of Xuzhou, it's as if I've never heard of them before, and I'm even asking them, "And then what?"

The eldest son of the Zhang family, as if he had been greatly insulted, immediately glared at me and roared, "What kind of attitude is this? Haven't you ever heard of the Zhang family of Xuzhou?"

I wiped the drool from my face, then my eyes suddenly turned cold, and I stepped forward slowly.

He spoke to him closely, word by word: "If you have something to say, speak properly. If you don't, don't speak so loudly, or you might not be able to leave Fengtian Prefecture."

At this moment, the murderous aura emanating from me had already alerted Young Master Zhang's six grandmaster-level bodyguards.

The young master Zhang in front of me truly lives up to his reputation as someone from a prominent family. Although he has this or that flaw, he is quite courageous, at least he didn't wet his pants.

Just then, Old Huang, carrying a bottle of liquor, staggered over from behind. The Zhang family members clearly knew who Old Huang was.

So after Lao Huang showed up, his muscles tensed up even more, and I pushed Zhang the young master away.

He walked straight past the Zhang family members, with Old Huang following behind, swaying unsteadily.

After I pushed Young Master Zhang away, he didn't dare to say anything more and just silently watched my back.

I hadn't walked far when I suddenly stopped. Without turning around, I said, "Young Master Zhang, when you're out having fun, just enjoy yourself. Put away those petty thoughts and stop scheming so much, or you might not be able to get home safely."

After speaking, he continued walking forward, leaving the Zhang family alone.

At this moment, a master from the Zhang family stepped forward and said to the eldest young master, "Young master, that old man's divine sense was locked onto us the whole time, suppressing us so much that we dared not move."

At this moment, Young Master Zhang was no longer the foolish man he had been moments before. His eyes were now dignified, and his aura was quite impressive.

The lackeys behind him also became much more serious. Young Master Zhang raised his hand and waved to stop the bodyguard from continuing.

At this moment, Young Master Zhang's eyes were full of wisdom. He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and delicately wiped the corner of his mouth.

Then he spoke, saying, "This Yuan Honggang is no simple man. Just now, his killing intent was stronger than that of many notorious bandits."

How many people would he have to kill at his age to cultivate such a murderous aura? And someone with that kind of murderous aura wouldn't care about our identities. We were a bit reckless this time, provoking him after only hearing a few words from someone."

After he finished speaking, he calmly took out a cigarette, lit it, and then said to the head bodyguard beside him, "Go call Master Ding and tell him to release the man first. We're not playing along with him anymore; it's unwise."

Upon hearing this, the head of the bodyguards immediately replied, "Yes," and then took out his phone to make a call, but the call didn't go through even after ringing many times.

The head of the bodyguards was not impatient. After all, the person on the other end of the phone was a grandmaster, and he deserved to show sufficient patience and respect.

The phone rang for ages, and young master Zhang was getting impatient before it was finally answered.

The head bodyguard quickly said, "Master Ding, the young master said to release those two guys first; we're not playing with them anymore."

But a hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone saying, "Sorry, this guy surnamed Ding can't answer the phone anymore. And isn't it a bit late to say he's done now?"