The sky finally darkened, and the people of the Diao Clan arrived.
They came in a stretch Lincoln and a Mercedes. The cars stopped, and five people got out: Elder Diao, Diao Gaoming, Diao Qiwei, and two bodyguards, one in his forties and the other in his thirties.
Elder Master Liu courteously went out to meet them.
"Elder Liu, is Zhang Bin here?" Diao Qiwei shouted as soon as they met, his demeanor extremely overbearing.
"What? Are you looking for me?" Zhang Bin stepped out of the house, coldly eyeing Diao Qiwei.
I thought this bastard wouldn't show his face, he thought. But he's got some nerve, coming here acting like he's here to deliver a punishment.
"So, you're Zhang Bin? I heard you practice martial arts and have some skill. Dare to spar with my bodyguard?" With a cigarette dangling crookedly from his lips, Diao Qiwei squinted at Zhang Bin, a flash of icy malice in his eyes.
