Sun Hongyang and his brother left.
Song Qingya had no mood to stay any longer and also left.
The gathering continued.
Wang Xiaocong returned and said, "Xu Yang, you really are something, hitting the Sun brothers in the face like that!"
Xu Yang just smiled, "I didn't want to, but he asked for it."
Wang Xiaocong nodded, "Indeed, if it were me, I'd have slapped him too, what a joke, acting all high and mighty in front of us, not hitting him would be letting myself down."
As the son of a tycoon, Wang Xiaocong is not afraid of the young masters from Harbor City's great families.
Harbor City is just a city; it used to have a high status.
However, after more than forty years of economic development, the status of Harbor City has greatly declined.
The families from Harbor City are just so-so.
Xu Yang nodded, "Yes, such a punchable person, not hitting him would be letting myself down."
While they were talking, someone came over.
