At Huang Family Club, while the four Family Heads were engulfed in clouds of smoke, someone rushed in frantically:
"This is bad, terribly bad. All four young masters have been beaten!"
Upon hearing this, the four Family Heads exploded in anger.
They were already enraged by those who dared to strike at Huang Family Club.
And now, someone even dared to attack their sons—it was utterly outrageous.
The four young masters were carried in.
Their faces covered in blood, beaten beyond recognition by their own mothers, each with swollen faces like risen cakes.
"Damn it!"
Patriarch Zhao, furious, pushed the beauty next to him away as a terrifying murderous intent wildly overflowed.
Since the founding of the Huang Family Club, no one had ever dared to do this to them, and these four youngsters had never been beaten before.
But this time, it was too horrific.
The four could hardly speak, only wailing in pain.