Ye Chen's indifferent words drifted through the private room, a chilling cold making many feel a shiver inside.
Zhang Quanshan's aged face was full of wrinkles; his already narrow eyes slowly narrowed as he looked at Ye Chen, a gleam flashing through them.
Lifting his chest slightly, a faint aura of authority surged forth from within him.
After all, as the renowned Old Master Zhang of Zhonghai, faced with Ye Chen's arrogance and overbearing nature, he finally became angry.
"Young man, you've gone too far in your bullying; don't think that with the support of the Wang Family, you can do whatever you want," Zhang Yongqing burst into a furious rage, pointing at Ye Chen and shouting, "No matter how powerful your Wang Family is, there still has to be a sense of reason."
"Only now you remember to talk about reason with me?"