"You dare!" came the furious voice of An Zimo from the side.
Everyone turned their heads and saw Wang Pingchuan kick An Zimo two or three meters away, then he and Zhong Yuanliang walked towards An Zimo with wicked grins.
An Zimo, with a face full of pain, held his stomach with one hand and pointed at Wang Pingchuan and Zhong Yuanliang with the other, cursing.
Jin Zhengyang, seeing the scene before him, urgently said, "You... you... you're doing this as if you don't respect my Jin family or the Northwest Tang Sect."
Zhong Yuanliang, hearing Jin Zhengyang's words, sneered and said, "The Jin family? What is the Jin family worth?"
"Northwest Tang Sect? Can An Zimo represent the Northwest Tang Sect? He's just a fool from the Northwest."
Wang Pingchuan also chuckled and said, "Anyway, Qin Han said it was okay to teach him a lesson."
"If anything happens, it's on him."
After speaking, Wang Pingchuan and Zhong Yuanliang exchanged a glance and walked towards An Zimo.
