In Chen Yang's eyes, this so-called arrogance was nothing more than a clown's antics. He, of course, was not about to be polite. Exerting a slight force with his forearm, he slammed Wang Qiliang against the wall, breaking his nose and causing his face to spasm.
"Aaahhh!" An indescribable, searing pain shot out from his head and spread through his entire body, nearly causing Wang Qiliang to faint.
Chen Yang planted a foot on his chest, his eyes narrowed to slits. With a menacing expression, he asked, "Are you going to kneel and beg for mercy, or are you going to kneel and beg for mercy? Or perhaps... you'll kneel and beg for mercy?"
Consumed by rage, Wang Qiliang glared with bloodshot eyes and roared, "Do... do you have any idea who I am? How dare you treat me like this?"
Calm and unbothered, Chen Yang smiled. "Then by all means, tell me. Who exactly are you?"
"My Wang Family is one of the eight great families of Lingjin City! If you dare touch me, you're asking for death!"
