Without sparing a mind to the other's mind, Wang Zidong looked at Long Zhengyu with a complicated expression, forced out a bitter smile and said, "I hope you can ignore my inappropriate attitude and mannerism a moment ago, Young Master Long. If anything, I did that in hopes that both of you wouldn't have any mishaps during your visit to our club."
"Your club has already incurred my bad impression," said Long Zhengyu indifferently. "Visitors are guests, and you are responsible for the safety of your guests. There are exceptions, however, and you are one. You are afraid of the power possessed by others and have little to no strength to boot in this Blue City."
