"You're seeking death..."
Zhao Shuyi flew into a rage, raising his hand for another strike.
"Stop." Just then, Jack got out of the car and sneered in disdain:
"Beating a woman in broad daylight, what kind of man are you?"
"Who the hell are you, and what's it to you?"
Zhao Shuyi looked at Jack with displeasure.
"My name is Yang Wei, but you can also call me Jack," said Jack, squinting his eyes coldly.
"Yang... Young Master." Upon hearing this, Zhao Shuyi's complexion changed drastically.
Nowadays, Yang Wei had become the top young master of Songlan City. Both the Zhou and Ma families had been dealt with by his people, and even disciples from other major families like Sun Zhuangjia and Ma Zhisong looked up to Yang Wei. Naturally, Zhao Shuyi had heard of Jack's reputation and was so frightened that he bent over in apology repeatedly:
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't realize you were Yang Young Master. I'm Zhao Shuyi, I..."