The speaker at this time was a middle-aged man whom Su Zhenglong recognized as the family head of a second-rate family, the Luo Family.
His name was Luo Tong, who Su Zhenglong had beaten mercilessly more than once when he was younger.
"So it's Luo Tong, the Family Head Luo. You're not dead yet, how could I, Su Zhenglong, die so easily?"
Even now, with serious injuries, Su Zhenglong still carried an imposing aura when facing Luo Tong.
Bang!
But as soon as his words fell, a loud crash came from the direction of Su Xuefeng, followed by his aged voice: "Su Zhenglong, how are you speaking to Family Head Luo? Apologize immediately."
Su Zhenglong stood there dumbfounded, his father was actually demanding a public apology to an underling from a second-rate family?
And all he did was verbally retaliate.
Clenching his fists tightly, Su Zhenglong's face grew cold, but he did not reply.
