"You..." Cheng Dalong clutched his obviously swollen face, glaring at the languid Zhou Yang before him. He suppressed his anger, not daring to truly confront him.
"What are you looking at? This slap is a reminder to be more discreet in the future. Get lost! The sight of you is irritating... Don't let me see you on this street again!" Zhou Yang waved his hand at Cheng Dalong impatiently. This was, after all, China; it wasn't like foreign lands where one could act as they pleased. Given Zhou Yang's temperament, if Cheng Dalong dared to pull a knife on Xie Nan, Zhou Yang wouldn't have let him off without taking an arm!
"Alright... I'll remember this!" Cheng Dalong finally swallowed his anger. He shot Zhou Yang a resentful glance, then turned to Lu Pengju and Xie Nan beside him and said solemnly, "Xie Nan, I'll settle today's score with you eventually! You just wait!"
