"The lot of you, get as far away from me as you can!"
Zhang Xiaowei had no courtesy towards them, cursing angrily as he walked over.
The young masters gathered at the entrance, upon hearing these words, all turned with displeased faces toward Zhang Xiaowei.
"What crap are you, daring to speak to this young master in such a manner?"
The young master who previously demanded Xiaoyu to dine with him, dropped her without care and charged straight toward Zhang Xiaowei.
"Didn't you hear me when I told you to roll?"
Zhang Xiaowei's face was stern, utterly unwilling to waste words with him.
The young master was taken aback, clearly having never encountered a situation like this before.
"What if this young master doesn't roll today?"
"Then I will beat you until you're willing to roll away."
No sooner had the words left his mouth, Zhang Xiaowei raised his fist.
This action scared Xia Lin.
"Master, don't be impulsive!"
