In a few of the rooms, the men's faces turned grim as Da Jun, the man who gambled with Zhang Fugui, stood up. He was over six feet tall, with an exposed muscular chest under his open collar. Squinting at Yang Chen, his eyes narrowed into slits. "Kid, watch your claws. Know whose territory this is? It's only natural to repay debts, and it's perfectly logical to hit your daughter. Don't meddle in our business!"
Zhang Fugui was furious at being thrown aside by Yang Chen. Pointing at Yang Chen and Mo Qianni, he shouted, "Oh, what a sly little b*tch! So you've brought a man to help you! You want me dead in just a few days of coming to Central Sea, so you can live your life happily alone, huh?"
Seeing that Mo Qianni refused to give him money, Zhang Fugui's rage escalated, and he started cursing.
