It made sense; not everyone in Binyang took Zhu Qiang's side, nor did everyone want that forty thousand. The burly man before him was such an example, and now he was about to question Zhu Qiang, obviously motivated by an interest in Ling Zhenfei.
"Just ask your question!" Zhu Qiang's expression wasn't good when he saw who was asking, clearly recognizing the man.
The burly man sneered, "Zhu Qiang, I heard that these two managed to escape from your Imperial Palace Club, and even confronted you directly. I'm curious, how did that fight go, did you lose, or did you get completely trounced, no match for them at all?"
At this, the crowd burst into murmurs. To them, it was clear that this was an attempt to provoke Zhu Qiang, but one point remained relevant—how did those two escape from the Imperial Palace Club?
Zhu Qiang's face darkened and he glared at the burly man, snapping, "Qin Chong, what do you mean by this, are you mocking my Sharks?"
