His left hand casually held the back of Jiang Yao's collar, while his right hand slowly and methodically rubbed the hem of the girl's skirt.

Only after wiping the blood off his fingers did he carefully place the "unconscious" Jiang Yao beside him as if she were some rare treasure.

He also considerately put a cushion behind her to make her feel more comfortable when she was dizzy.

Opposite the shattered coffee table, a middle-aged, overweight woman was hugging a short, fat young man whose shoulders were stained with blood.

She stared at him with her bloodshot triangular eyes, her teeth clattering, her voice hoarse, "Mr. Yun, what do you mean? Why did you crush my son's shoulder?"

Yun Zheng was bending down to tidy up Jiang Yao's hair. He didn't even look up when he heard this. His tone was as flat as if he was saying that it was a nice day. "He's a mean-spirited person. Who can you blame?"

A young girl behind the woman couldn't help herself and pointed at Yun Zheng and shouted, "Mom! Don't listen to his nonsense! My brother was just joking with him, saying that if he dared to treat Sister Yao badly in the future, we, as his brothers and sisters, would not forgive him! How is this dirty talk?!"

When the middle-aged woman heard what her daughter said, she was so angry that she almost fainted, and she wanted to pounce on Yun Zheng and tear him apart several times!

This little kid actually did such a cruel thing to his own precious son just for a joke?!

But when her eyes swept over the expressionless and intimidating middle-aged man in white robe behind Yun Zheng, the murderous intent that had just surged up in her was instantly extinguished.

But she was unwilling to accept it! As the head of the Jiang family's second branch, when had she, Jiang Zhirou, ever suffered such a loss?

In a moment of rage, Jiang Zhirou suddenly turned her head and looked at Jiang Yunshu, who was huddled behind the crowd with a pale face. She said sternly, "Sister Yunshu, Jiang Yao's boyfriend is so vicious, shouldn't you give me an explanation?!"

"Our Jiang family's daughter is getting married, why did your daughter invite an outsider to come? Humph, don't think I don't know what she's thinking!"

"Poor my son~~~"

Jiang Yunshu's body stiffened noticeably, his face burning. He wanted to speak to smooth things over, but was afraid of offending Yun Zheng, so he shrank back and dared not say a word.

In my heart, I had already cursed Jiang Zhirou's family.

Last night, I repeatedly warned each family to take good care of their younger generations and not to provoke Yun Zheng, the evil spirit.

What's the result?

Jiang Yuquan, that fat guy, insisted on moving forward! He was so used to bullying people in Fangcheng by relying on the Jiang family's reputation. Did he really think he was a piece of cake?

Now, something’s wrong!

Still want some explanation? What explanation do you want?

Offending the Yun family for Jiang Yuquan?

Not to mention that the old lady is still injured, even if she wasn't injured, the Jiang family couldn't afford to offend the Yun family!

Jiang Yunshu was struggling, thinking about how to make a big thing small and a small thing nothing.

Yun Zheng didn't give her time to hesitate.

The young man stood up, walked over the mess on the ground, and walked leisurely to Jiang Zhirou.

"Don't talk nonsense. Xiaoyao'er is so innocent and kind, how could she have any bad intentions?"

He stretched out a finger and poked Jiang Zhirou between the eyebrows.

Perhaps because he was sweating from shock and anger, the six-petal golden lotus that was originally stuck there became a little loose.

After being poked by Yun Zheng, the golden lotus actually became crooked.

Yun Zheng grinned, "Fatty, please don't slander Xiao Yao'er, Xiao Yao'er is the cutest... As for what you want to say? Hehehe~hehehehe~"

"You, what are you going to do?"

Jiang Zhirou was frightened by his "crazy" appearance. She dragged her son back two steps, stiffening her neck, looking fierce on the outside but weak on the inside.

Yun Zheng put away his smile, his expression arrogant, then turned around gracefully, walked to the middle of the hall, stood with his hands behind his back, looking calm and composed.

"What to do? Of course, to satisfy your request..."

The corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc, and he glanced at the crowd with an arrogant look.

"Don't say I didn't give you, the Jiang family, a chance! Today, I'm standing right here! Every one of you, the Jiang family's prospective warriors, whoever can defeat me, I'll give you a satisfactory explanation! How do you think?!"

Hearing this, the younger generations of the Jiang family all hid behind their parents, and no one dared to show their heads.

Yun Zheng was extremely satisfied with their reaction. Yes, that was it. They wanted to kill him but were powerless to do so!

But just when he was most proud of himself, a clear and pleasant female voice suddenly came from the door.

"Oh, I was wondering who was visiting. Turns out it's the famous 'Yun Bajin'?"