Ye Zhong's discernment was as fine as a hair; he acutely perceived the change in expression on the faces of Tang Yechong and others.
"Sister, did they bully you?" he asked.
With puckered lips and a face full of grievance, Ye Zixuan said, "Yeah, they insulted me and said that sharing a table with me to eat would be beneath their dignity!"
Hearing Ye Zixuan's words, Tang Yechong and the others trembled with fear, their lips quivering, unable to utter a complete sentence.
A cold murderous intent emerged in Ye Zhong's eyes, sharp as a knife, as he stared at Tang Yechong and the others. "Heh, what a grand display of arrogance, you're bullying me because you think the Ye family has no one to stand up for it, are you?"
Confronted with Ye Zhong's oppressive aura, Tang Yechong, Jin Sheng and the others turned pale with fear, their legs went soft, and they collapsed straight to the ground.
