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Clang!
Frightened by the angry shouts of so many, Huang Zicheng's legs went weak, and he sat down on the ground.
Having been pampered and adored from a young age, Huang Zicheng had always been revered wherever he went. He had never faced a scene where he was the target of a unified front.
Seeing pair after pair of angry eyes, Huang Zicheng felt so nervous he could barely breathe.
"Huang Zicheng, apologize!" Ye Fan shouted loudly.
In his panic, Huang Zicheng gritted his teeth, glaring at Ye Fan with a look more venomous than that of a poisonous snake.
"Damn it, Ye Fan, I'm going to fight you to the death!"
The next second, Huang Zicheng clenched his fists. Like a fierce ghost, he scrambled up from the ground and charged at Ye Fan with the speed of an arrow.
Huang Zicheng had made up his mind: if Ye Fan wouldn't let him off the hook, he wouldn't make it easy for Ye Fan either.
"Mr. Ye, be careful!"