As these words were spoken, a surge of anger swept through the members of the Red Thorn Society. Many of them may have known about the special relationship between this man and their leader, but they weren't familiar with Yang Chen. Nonetheless, they couldn't tolerate any insults directed at Rose!
Several members of the West Union Association, on the other hand, discreetly slipped their hands into their collars, clearly indicating their readiness to draw weapons.
Annoyed, Yang Chen waved his hand, gesturing for the young hotheads to calm down. "What's with the fuss? You guys with your scruffy faces are no match for them. Sit down, all of you!"
Then, turning to face the pipe-smoking man, Yang Chen grinned and remarked, "Well, well, it seems you and I are cut from the same cloth. You chose to be kept by the President, while I opted for a beautiful woman to support me. Our tastes definitely differ. You've got a more hardcore preference."
