A group stepped inside the room of Zhu Chang as he was about to take a sip.
Annoyed at the disturbance, Zhu Chang glanced back at the men who had barged inside.
"Don't you kids have any manners?"
"Manners? You dare ask me about my manners?" Ming Zhu yelled, even more enraged.
He stepped towards Zhu Chang and grabbed his chair, intending to pull it back.
However, no matter how much he tried, he wasn't even able to move the chair even an inch. Frowning, he wondered if the chair was fixed on the group.
Instead of trying to throw the chair, he raised his right foot and kicked Zhu Chang.
"Is that the way you want to go about it? I don't mind," Zhu Chang muttered as he grabbed the ankle of Ming Zhu, stopping his kick mid-air.
"Since I'm not in a mood to play, I'll be quick," Zhu Chang said as he stood up, moving the chair back.
"You!" Ming Zhu clenched his fist and punched. His punch also landed on the chest of Zhu Chang, but it was completely ineffective.
