"Even though you're a big shot in Kyoto, you can't just barge into private rooms. Ordinary people may fear you, but our Celestial Dragon Club isn't afraid of you. Please leave the room, or don't blame us for being rude!" said Scarface with a threatening smile.
"Get out! Or my stick won't recognize anyone."
"Yeah, just get the hell out, or we'll have someone carry you out in a bit."
"Get lost! Don't assume you'll be respected if you don't respect yourself."
As Scarface spoke, the others picked up the sticks in their hands, brandishing them menacingly to drive them away.
"Is that so? I don't believe it. Why don't you try?" Ye Feng chuckled, dismissively.
"Fine, let's try. Beat him up and throw him out. So what if he's a big shot in Kyoto? At Celestial Dragon Club, no one is a big deal." Seeing Ye Feng's dismissive expression, Scarface's face turned red.
In his view, if Xu Teng had said this, maybe he wouldn't have reacted so strongly.
