"Zidong, just say the word, and we'll deal with him."
Hearing Li Zidong's roar, a rich second-generation heir blurted out next to him. Although everyone was shocked to see the skilled fighter go down, in their eyes, he was nothing more than a top-notch combatant.
Getting someone isn't just about using fists.
Who are they, after all? They're people with family backgrounds and power. Daring to slap someone in the face like that isn't just humiliating one person—it's a cause they all naturally rally behind.
And there are perks to it.
This rich heir couldn't find a way to get in with Zidong from Jin City; now that he saw an opportunity right in front of him, how could he not cherish it?
"Do you have a plan?"
Li Zidong turned his head to look at the rich second-generation who had spoken up.
"Zidong, it's no big deal for us to deal with someone. Maybe the guy can fight, but so what?"
"Our power never came from fighting. It's about connections, networking, background, money."
