Lian Qiang was indeed startled; he truly hadn't expected the Patriarch of the Su Family to be right in front of him. But seeing Song Xiaodong so young, not even his age, he couldn't help but look down on him a bit. After all, he hailed from a prominent family in Beijing, whose strength couldn't be compared to that of a small local family like Song Xiaodong's.
"You're the Patriarch of the Su Family, right?" Lian Qiang stood between his bodyguards, emboldened, smirked and said: "Do you know who I am? I'm from the Lian Family in Beijing. Don't think you're all that because you're a family head here. In our eyes, you're worth less than nothing."
Song Xiaodong looked at him coldly and said, "Is that so?"
"Is it really?" Lian Qiang smirked even more arrogantly, "Let me tell you, with just one word, I could uproot your entire Su Family and send you straight to prison, never to rise again."
"Quite impressive, the Lian Family." Song Xiaodong sneered once again.
