It's fine, because I'm rich

As soon as this thought emerged in his mind, Song Shuhang kicked it in the depths of his mind.

Going against big shots wasn't something he should turn into a hobby.

In fact, every time he ended up having to fight against a big shot, it was a matter of coincidence, and sometimes it was the big shot who was inexplicably making trouble for him. He had rarely taken the initiative to attack them. Regarding this matter which greatly concerned his life, he was still clear of mind.

Moreover, merely knowing Demon Emperor Hezhi did not necessarily mean they were friends. There was a possibility that Senior Shadow had just been a guest of Demon Emperor Hezhi.

I shouldn't make Senior Shadow my enemy just because he had had a taste of Demon Emperor Hezhi's Heavenly Tribulation Grand Banquet.

[I have a grudge with the owner of the steamed bun store next door, so anyone who has eaten his steamed buns is also my enemy.] This logic was simply flawed.