Zhang Qian was about to speak when the woman standing in front of him spread her arms wide, determined to protect him behind her. She said to Zhang Lin and his brother, "I don't care who you are; I've called the police, and they'll be here soon. Don't even think about laying a hand on my student..."
The woman's words caused the people in front to burst into laughter.
Zhang Qian stared, somewhat lost, at the woman's thin back.
He couldn't understand her mindset. It seemed especially foolish when a single push could knock her down, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Zhang Qian gently pushed the woman's arm aside.
Ignoring her rebukes, he walked up to Zhang Lin and his brother.
"Even if you beat me to death, I'm still a Zhang Family member. You can try."
Zhang Qian's provocation left the group across from him dumbfounded.
