Looking for Trouble

"Kid, did you tell someone to hit my son?" The middle-aged man glared at Chu Xian, his face dark and his voice surly as he asked the question.

"What? You ran to your parents? Feng Huo?" Chu Xian ignored the middle-aged man and turned his disdainful look to Feng Huo. He glanced over to the incoming police. "Oh, I'm wrong. You didn't only run to your dad, but also to the police. Haha, how interesting."

"You surnamed Chu, I'm going to regret the day you were born for what you did that day." Feng Huo glared at Chu Xian, his face twitching with emotion.

"Kid, I don't care who you are. I just want to let you know that touching my son carries consequences." The middle-aged man glared, his fat trembling with his anger. "You want to open your aquarium store today, hehe, I want to see if you can have your opening still."

As the middle-aged man spoke, the policemen walked over and were joined by some people wearing the Industry and Commerce Bureau uniform.