Before the crowd had recovered, Chen Nan's voice rang out again. He looked at Yang Wei and asked indifferently, "Are you mixed up with that cripple?"
In shock, Yang Wei came to his senses. With a terrified face, he bowed deeply and said with a trembling voice, "I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, we were blind and did not recognize Mount Tai. Please be magnanimous, and don't take us to task!"
Chen Nan glanced at Zhang Qu, who was pale as death and shaking uncontrollably, and said blandly, "This guy has a big mouth and deserves a beating. Take him back and deal with him yourself!"
Given his temperament, he wouldn't raise his hand against ordinary people—otherwise, he wouldn't have called Zhou Long.
In his opinion, fighting with ordinary people was an act beneath his dignity.
Rather than that.
It was better to drink with the beautiful school beauty and chat about the interesting aspects of life.
