At that moment, a black Hongqi sedan pulled up near the Yang Residence. A man and a woman got out of the car.
Had Yang Qi seen them, he would have immediately recognized them as the War God King and his wife, Liu Lanxin.
"Looks like there's trouble. Let's check it out," the War God King said with a smile, blending into the crowd with his wife.
Meanwhile, Yang Qi was standing outside the entrance, confronting Fan Shengren.
Fan Shengren sneered, "I won't stoop to your level, kid. But you've disgraced the Fan Family, so you will kowtow and apologize. Ten times, and make them loud. Do that, and I might consider letting you off the hook!"
"An old man with no martial arts training dares to stand so close to me?" Yang Qi retorted with a cold sneer. "You must have a death wish. You want to kneel so badly? Fine, I'll grant your wish!"
With a sudden movement, Yang Qi reached out and pressed down on Fan Shengren's shoulder.
THUD!
