"Jiang Chen, you're dead meat!"
Only then did Sun Zhengfeng break free from Jiang Chen's grasp, staggering over to Master Zhang's side, grinding his teeth in rage. His already swollen face bore the unmistakable marks of shame and fury.
Pointing at the Master Zhang beside him, Sun Zhengfeng roared at Jiang Chen, "Jiang Chen, this is Master Zhang, the martial artist I've hired. He has reached the Yellow Level, a true Martial Artist, not someone that brutes like you can look down upon! Jiang Chen, you might be good at fighting, but can you defeat a Martial Artist?"
A son-in-law who'd come through a matrilocal marriage, a nobody, had the audacity to slap his own face in front of so many people? This sent Sun Zhengfeng, who was used to being arrogant, into the heights of fury.
"Haha, we actually have a Yellow Level Martial Artist? Jiang Chen, you're definitely going to die."
