The wealthy second generations were all excited when they saw their fathers arrive.
However, just as they were about to stand up, they were immediately pressed down by Yun Jian's subordinates.
"You damn thing, let go of me!"
Tian Yu shouted furiously, "Uncle, have someone kill them quickly!"
Fang Cheng saw so many bruisers and his face immediately became grave.
He looked at Yun Jian and said in a deep voice, "Could this friend on the road give Mr. Fang a bit of face?"
"If you're after money, just name your price. But if you intend to harm them, then you'd better ask around."
"Don't think that because this is Haizhou, Fang Cheng has no say here."
He had to be anxious. Despite being wealthy, he had no son. Tian Yun's son would be adopted by him after some time.
Moreover, Tian Yu had grown up under his Uncle Fang Cheng's care.
So, in Fang Cheng's eyes, Tian Yu was like his own son.
Upon hearing his words, Yun Jian sneered without a word.
