Zheng Tan didn't want to be affected by those people, but he couldn't help it. This was not the place to start a fight. Most of the people here were the rich and famous of the city. Not that Zheng Tan was scared of them, but he could cause problems for Fang and the Jiao family.
He decided to make Fang repay his losses.
He was not someone to suffer quietly.
Zheng Tan kept walking. A stretch limousine drove by followed by several other cars. The crowd of people turned their attention to the newcomers.
Zheng Tan glanced over out of curiosity and saw the newcomer was a familiar face.
He hadn't expected to see Ye Hao here.
Ye Hao got out of the car, then turned to help an elderly man out.
The man's hair had gone white completely. He wore a Tang suit and carried around a walking stick, even though Zheng Tan felt he could probably walk without it.
Zheng Tan heard murmuring in the crowd.
Tang Qiye?
