"We'll take our leave. We're not getting involved in this matter anymore. We can't afford to provoke Ye Feng!" Wang Hai and Yan Feng turned and left.
Watching their retreating figures, Tang Wenqiang grew even more infuriated. "Bastards! Bastards! Two useless wastes! Ye Feng! Kong Tianjian! Jingnan Prefecture Martial Arts Association! Kong Family! You all just wait. I swear I won't let you off!"
He couldn't swallow this humiliation. He absolutely couldn't.
"Tang Chuan, of all people, why did you have to provoke Ye Feng? Now word has gotten out, and our meeting is tomorrow. What will the Zhao Family think of us? Will they think our Sea City Tang Family has no shame?" Tang Wenqiang was furious, but he couldn't bring himself to hit his own son. After all, he couldn't defeat him, as Tang Chuan was much stronger than his father.
