Chen Yang was as indifferent as ever. He gently swirled his wine glass, allowing the red wine to blend fully with the air and release its alluring aroma.
As for Leng Fangping, he looked as if he had been struck by lightning, his entire body trembling, his limbs numb and paralyzed.
"You, you..." Leng Fangping's lips trembled as he spoke, his pupils constricting as if his world had just ended.
Feeling he had sobered up enough, Chen Yang took a light sip. "Forget you, Mr. Leng. Even the Patriarch of the Leng Family wouldn't dare utter a single arrogant word in my presence."
His words exploded like a thunderclap, jarring their Divine Spirits and throwing their thoughts into chaos.
BEEP!
Instantly, everyone present, from Wang Qingquan to the last guest, stared with mouths agape, their bodies trembling. Someone the Leng Family wouldn't dare to offend?!
"I want a detailed report on how you handle this by tomorrow," Chen Yang said to the men in suits.
