Tang Zhong had barely spoken when the entire room was stunned into silence.
Even Bai Xiaochun was taken aback. Tang Zhong had just brought her charging over, and she had been thinking about how to properly deploy their next move. With this guy by her side, who was so skilled, if they were cautious, they would certainly succeed.
But she had never expected that Tang Zhong would kick someone's door in so directly. Was this man brainless?
Inside the room, Wen Zouzou's people were trading with the potbellied man when they suddenly heard the noise, turning their gazes toward Tang Zhong.
After a brief silence, people from both sides burst into laughter.
The potbellied man laughed even more exaggeratedly, his belly undulating up and down with his chuckles.
Wen Zouzou's person, still eerily effeminate, looked at Tang Zhong and twirled a large ring on his finger.
"Sorry to have given you a laugh," the potbellied man laughed.
