Indeed, from a positional perspective, the director of a martial arts academy can't compare to the manager of Tianyu Group. But the problem is, Yang Xing is skilled, and he has a group of disciples who are really ruthless. Even in prison, they would beat their enemies to a pulp.
This is why businessmen are reluctant to offend martial artists.
"Manager Zhu, I should be giving you face, but I'm very close with my brother. He was beaten badly. If I don't do anything, there's no point in living respectably in the future. Step aside, so you don't get hurt," Yang Xing said arrogantly.
Manager Zhu took a deep breath, "It's really not necessary."
"Then don't blame me," Yang Xing cracked his knuckles. His posture wasn't great. He shouted at Zhang Chen behind Manager Zhu, "Kid, you hit my brother, and you're not standing up? Come out, let's have a practice."
Manager Zhu thought his huge body would shield Zhang Chen, and Yang Xing still hadn't seen Zhang Chen's face.
