His face grew even paler, the anger on it intensifying, his body still trembling slightly. Han Min was right beside him, looking at his state with displeasure.

“How could you let him go? Are you only capable of talking, not acting?

Look how scared you are; I never knew you were this sort of person!” “I was scared?” Young Master Li suddenly whipped his head around, his expression turning somewhat ferocious. He was already annoyed that he had taken two steps back voluntarily, and now Han Min’s comment only filled him with even greater regret and fury.

“Fine. To defy me on my own turf in Hu Hai—just you wait.

Little Min, don’t worry, I’ll get that necklace for you today!” Young Master Li ground his teeth as he spoke. Finishing, he strode toward the exit.

Upon reaching the doorway, he pulled out his mobile phone and started dialing. He wasn't foolish.

Zhang Yang had several companions. Although they were all dressed plainly, he couldn't handle so many on his own.

His priority now was finding backup. Once the reinforcements arrived, he could properly teach this brat a lesson.

“Hello, Liangzi? I’m on Sheling Road.

Bring some brothers over immediately—the more, the better!” As soon as the call connected, he bellowed into the receiver. After hanging up, he paused, then made several more calls.

The content of each call was virtually the same: tell them where he was and have them come right away, bringing extra people. After finishing the calls, he finally noticed someone standing nearby, watching him and smiling.

The person smiling at him was holding a languid pet sable. Young Master Li appraised him for a few moments, then walked back into the jewelry store, paying the man outside no further attention.

Long Feng watched him go back inside, his smile broadening. He hadn't entered the jewelry store earlier, but that didn't mean he was unaware of what had transpired inside; he had noticed everything.

This man was clearly preparing to call people to retaliate against Zhang Yang. Long Feng was smiling at the man’s sheer ignorance of the danger.

No matter how many people Zhang Yang’s opponent called, it would be useless against Zhang Yang’s strength; it would only bring about his own suffering. After a moment’s thought, Long Feng shook his head.

He had considered going in to warn Zhang Yang, but on second thought, there was truly no need. These people didn't even respect him, let alone Zhang Yang.

Holding Shàndiàn, he continued waiting outside. Standing on this bustling city street, watching the crowds rush by, he felt an indescribable sense of ease.

He wasn't sure why he felt this way; perhaps it was because he was fundamentally different from everyone else around him. Standing from a transcendent position, observing people busy struggling for their lives—perhaps that was Long Feng’s state.

Returning to the jewelry store, Young Master Li stood beside his girlfriend, constantly staring at Zhang Yang with eyes full of resentment. He had made many calls, specifically telling them to bring their own backup.

Many more people would arrive soon. He had already planned that once his reinforcements arrived, he would break Zhang Yang’s legs to teach him the consequences of refusing to show respect, and to make him understand that this was Hu Hai, not his territory.

“Zhang Yang, perhaps we should leave first? That man just now clearly had bad intentions!” Gao Fei had also been watching Young Master Li.

After observing him for a moment, he spoke to Zhang Yang with concern. He had seen Young Master Li step out to make calls.

What purpose those calls served was obvious to anyone. Gao Fei usually liked to boast and talk big, but he was, after all, just a student.

Being in an unfamiliar city like Hu Hai already made him feel insecure; all he wanted for now was to avoid trouble. “What are you afraid of?

We have so many people here, what can he possibly do?” Zhao Qiang sneered. He hadn't noticed Young Master Li making calls and wasn't thinking that deeply.

As Zhao Qiang spoke, he glanced back at Young Master Li with a challenging look. Yin Yong remained silent, only frowning, clearly thinking about something, though worry was visible on his face as well.

Shi Yan quickly purchased the gold necklace. With Zhang Yang’s discount card, she had almost exhausted her own money, but she borrowed a little more from Wang Lu temporarily.

This gold necklace, weighing over ten grams, was finally hers. Thinking about how happy her mother would be with such a gift, Shi Yan broke into a smile.

She hadn't paid much attention to the surrounding events; her thoughts had been entirely focused on the necklace until now. “Zhang Yang, thank you.

I bought what I needed; let’s go now!” Shi Yan accepted the box handed to her by the sales associate and said to Zhang Yang with a bright smile. She was genuinely very happy at this moment.

“Let’s go. It’s about time.

I know a nice Western restaurant; I’ll treat you all,” Zhang Yang said softly, glancing up at the clock inside the jewelry store. “Great!

I’ve never eaten Western food before!” Wang Lu was the first to raise her hand in agreement, looking quite excited. “There was Western food at Zhang Yang’s party last time; you didn’t try it?” Zhao Qiang said to her with a chuckle.

Wang Lu paused slightly, then immediately stuck out her nose, retorting, “That was a cocktail party, not real Western cuisine. I mean I have never dined inside a proper Western restaurant!” “Alright, I can’t argue with you; you’re right!” Zhao Qiang quickly waved his hands in surrender, causing the others to laugh heartily.

That was Wang Lu’s nature; she loved to argue, which was why she had impulsively done that rash thing before. “Never even been to a Western restaurant?

Turns out they’re just a bunch of poor wretches. How could these poor wretches afford ‘Fervent Affection’?” Han Min murmured contemptuously, a hint of suspicion mixed into her tone.

Zhang Yang suddenly turned back, fixing her with an icy stare. Just as she looked up, she was startled by Zhang Yang’s gaze and quickly looked away.

Her voice was low, so Shi Yan and the others hadn't heard it, but it hadn't escaped the now incredibly sharp hearing of Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang’s turning back was a warning: if these two continued to pester them or speak rudely, he wouldn’t hesitate to teach them a lesson.

Some people would never wake up unless they were disciplined. As the group stepped outside, Young Master Li left with Han Min.

The jewelry store manager sighed in relief once they had temporarily departed. He had genuinely feared a conflict erupting inside the store.

Few customers who could afford to shop there were simple people. As soon as Zhang Yang stepped out, Wang Lu clung to him, constantly asking on the way if the necklace was for Mi Xue.

Upon receiving Zhang Yang’s confirmation, Wang Lu voiced deep envy again, saying Mi Xue was so lucky and that Zhang Yang treated her very well. She meant nothing by these words; she was simply speaking whatever came to her mind.

The group walked along like this, and before long, they reached the Bund. Zhang Yang’s car was still parked at the Bund.

There were seven of them in total; two cars were sufficient, though they might have been short if they hadn't brought Gu Fang’s Bugatti. There was an underground parking lot near the Bund where Zhang Yang always left his car when he visited.

As the group headed toward the parking lot, Long Feng glanced back again. That Young Master Li was still trailing them, and he now had about a dozen men with him.

His phone kept ringing; more people were waiting to link up with him. Once those dozen men arrived, he already felt quite confident.

It was just that with so many people around, it wasn’t convenient to make a move, so he simply kept following them from behind. By the time they reached the parking lot, he had about thirty men surrounding him, with another ten or so yet to arrive.

Still, this group was enough for him to properly discipline the arrogant brat. In his eyes, Zhang Yang was just an arrogant kid.

“Brother Guang, the parking lot—what a great spot!” One of the men beside Young Master Li immediately called out. Seeing Zhang Yang’s group enter the underground parking lot, he was somewhat surprised.

Before being reminded, he had already sensed this was a perfect location for a fight. “I know.

I’m not waiting for Liangzi and the others; they’re too damn slow. Brothers, come inside with me!” Young Master Li shouted, pulling Han Min’s hand as he strode forward.

Han Min, meanwhile, seemed somewhat excited. This woman was the type who loved to see chaos.

Seeing Young Master Li leading a group to rough someone up, she was already thrilled. Zhang Yang walked through the underground garage.

After only a short distance, he suddenly stopped and turned around. Gao Fei and the others were confused and also looked back.

This look was not without consequence; they were immediately startled. Behind them, a whole crowd had gathered at some point.

Although these men carried no visible weapons, they all exuded an aggressive aura. Most importantly, the ones leading the group were the two men they had clashed with in the jewelry store.

At this point, even an idiot knew they had come for them. “Z-Zhang Yang, what should we do?” Gao Fei whispered, his voice trembling.

Facing so many people who were clearly coming for them, Gao Fei was panicking now. Shi Yan and Wang Lu instinctively clutched Zhang Yang’s arms tightly, one on each side.

Neither noticed that when faced with danger, they both instinctively moved closer to Zhang Yang. It seemed Zhang Yang offered them a greater sense of security.

“Maybe we should run!” Zhao Qiang muttered, his voice also wavering slightly. He glanced around, trying to see where a good escape route might be.

Zhang Yang smiled faintly, gently shaking his head. “Don’t worry; nothing will happen.

Besides, if you could run, could Shi Yan and Wang Lu get away?” His expression was relaxed, showing no trace of concern. Zhang Yang’s attitude managed to influence them slightly, and everyone nodded.

“Zhang Yang is right. Since we can’t run, we fight them!

One down, that’s a win; two down, that’s a bonus!” This time it was Yin Yong speaking. The seemingly frail Yin Yong possessed such a ruthless streak.

His demeanor surprised Zhang Yang slightly. Truly, one cannot judge by appearances.

It seemed this was Yin Yong’s true nature—a wolf that doesn't bark but bites fiercely when it attacks. Zhang Yang grinned, whispering softly, “No need to fight.

Long Feng, I’ll have to trouble you!” Long Feng, standing nearby, nodded with resignation. Shàndiàn on his shoulder squeaked twice and immediately leaped onto Zhang Yang’s body.

Shàndiàn was in a low mood, seeming highly displeased that these people had interrupted its comfortable nap. Second Update (To be continued.

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