"You still want to smash this young master's head?"
"Then bring it on! I'd like to see whose fists are harder."
Zhang Cangsong clenched his fists, about to strike Long Chen, but was once again blocked by the elder.
"Young Master, he's deliberately provoking you. You mustn't fall for his trap!" the elder warned. "If you refuse to listen, then I'll have no choice but to summon the family head."
Hearing this, Zhang Cangsong shot the elder a ferocious glare. "Even you dare to threaten me?!"
"I wouldn't dare... I wouldn't dare..."
The elder quickly lowered his head, but he still braced himself and tried to persuade Zhang Cangsong. "Young Master, if you insist on fighting him, this old servant can't stop you. I just fear it will affect the bigger picture..."
Hearing this, Zhang Cangsong shoved the elder aside and roared, "Get out of my way! Stop your useless chatter!"
With that push, the elder stumbled and fell to the ground.
