Not until this moment did Zheng Xinru feel somewhat nervous. The only one able to deal with the man rumored to have once been a Central South Sea bodyguard was Zhang Xiayang. If they really encountered him, she feared that they would definitely be at a disadvantage. Zheng Xinru regretted letting Ye Tian speak so freely here; after all, he was still young, and when his blood was up, he would become reckless and stop caring about consequences.
Facing the man with the sunglasses, Xu Qingyang also took a step forward. His step did not halt; the first followed by the second, the third, the fourth, until he was right in front of the man. Then he threw a punch, and at almost the exact same time, a fist from the other side hit his shoulder.