Xu Lang was not tall, with a lean, long face and deep-set eyes that immediately gave one a cunning impression—a very poor first impression.

As soon as Jin Weiguo finished speaking, his gaze drifted toward Zhang Yang, who stood beside Zhui Feng.

Upon noticing Huang Jing beside Zhang Yang, his eyes brightened just a fraction.

It was only a slight brightening; Huang Jing didn't hold that much allure for him.

Not only had he seen countless beautiful women—the minor celebrities around him were no less striking than Huang Jing—but she was also **exceptionally skilled in martial arts, a quality he greatly appreciated.

“Mr.

Zhang looks somewhat unfamiliar.

May I ask where you’ve made your fortune, Mr.

Zhang?” Xu Lang was the familiar type.

He had already guessed that Zhang Yang was the person Jin Weiguo had mentioned.

Without waiting for Jin Weiguo to introduce him, he walked right up to Zhang Yang’s side.

He only managed to approach, however, before Long Feng stepped forward, positioning himself squarely in front of Xu Lang.

“I haven’t made my fortune anywhere; I’m still a student, just a student!” Zhang Yang smiled faintly, replying coolly.

He had clearly overheard the quiet remarks made by Wang Chen and Cai Zheli, and now understood Xu Lang’s identity.

As an unwelcome, spoiled second-generation heir, Zhang Yang naturally felt no warmth toward him, replying purely as a matter of courtesy.

“So, Mr.

Zhang is still studying.

Truly, a hero emerges from youth!” Xu Lang found a spot for himself nearby, not far from Zhang Yang.

A few other patrons of the equestrian club frowned slightly in his vicinity.

These individuals soon stood up and moved to seating farther away.

These small actions clearly indicated that more than one person held no affection for Xu Lang.

Zhang Yang did not answer him this time, merely stroking Zhui Feng gently a few times.

He sensed that Zhui Feng also disliked the newcomer; if Zhang Yang hadn’t been present, the horse likely would have delivered a harsh lesson to the man.

Looking at Zhang Yang, Xu Lang spoke again, “Brother Zhang, my greatest trait is straightforwardness.

Let me get right to the point: an elder in my family is extremely fond of horses, and the Horse King has always been a treasure he desperately desires.

I hope you can part with him.

As for the price, just name it!” Before his words had fully settled, a flicker of annoyance crossed Jin Weiguo’s face.

This fellow was actually trying to acquire Zhui Feng through purchase! Though Jin Weiguo himself had entertained similar thoughts before, they remained fleeting ideas he dared not voice.

To quantify a Horse King like Zhui Feng with mere money felt like blasphemy; Jin Weiguo would absolutely never treat it so.

Su Zhantao, Li Ya, Cai Zheli, and Qi Heng all showed shades of anger.

This Xu Lang dared to claim straightforwardness as his trait; in truth, he was begging for a beating.

Several other customers also displayed clear displeasure.

A few among them had developed an interest in Zhui Feng, the Horse King.

However, none had dared to inquire, only to be preempted by this arrogant fellow.

Now, every onlooker hoped Zhang Yang would refuse him.

Only Long Feng, Long Cheng, and Huang Jing looked upon Xu Lang with a measure of pity.

This man actually thought he could buy Zhui Feng.

Setting aside the impossibility of Zhang Yang selling him, if Zhui Feng were actually sold, the unlucky party would undoubtedly be Xu Lang himself, perhaps even his entire family.

Zhui Feng was a Spirit Beast; an ordinary person attempting to raise one would surely meet a grim end.

“Pfft!” The most visceral reaction came from Zhui Feng.

The horse instantly reared up, its beautiful eyes glaring fiercely at Xu Lang.

If Zhang Yang hadn't pulled him back in time, Zhui Feng was prepared to snap at the man’s head; the sheer audacity of trying to buy him with money had thoroughly vexed the horse.

“You probably forgot that Young Master Jin just said Zhui Feng is my friend.

Friends are not commodities; they cannot be bought or sold!” Zhang Yang spoke softly while calming Zhui Feng.

Xu Lang paused briefly, then burst into loud laughter.

“Friends? Haha! In my view, everything has a value; it simply depends on whether that value is high enough.

Once the value is sufficient, even a friend can be sold!” His words caused every person nearby to involuntarily knit their brows.

Undeniably, there were many in the world who would sell anything, and betrayals of friendship were common.

But for someone like Xu Lang to state it so brazenly, without any sense of shame, was exceedingly rare.

This man had reached a pinnacle of shamelessness, making him all the more detested by the crowd.

“How about this: I’ll offer fifty million to buy your Horse King.

If you agree, the fifty million is yours!” Without waiting for Zhang Yang’s reply, Xu Lang added softly, immediately putting forth a price.

Fifty million caused several patrons in the lounge to inhale sharply.

Though some of these people had wealth, they were not the ultra-rich magnates; some weren't even worth fifty million, and those who were, weren't significantly above that mark.

A few individuals remained outwardly composed.

These were the true elites; fifty million meant little to them.

They clearly understood that a Horse King capable of commanding the submission of an entire herd was truly worth that price.

Zhang Yang’s expression turned cold.

He had already made his stance perfectly clear, yet this fellow persisted in harassing him.

And Zhui Feng was moments away from exploding.

“If fifty million isn't enough, then one hundred million.

One hundred million, and you yield the Horse King to me.

I’ll owe you a favor, and we can be good friends afterward.” Seeing Zhang Yang silent, Xu Lang continued.

Fifty million had merely been a probe; if Zhang Yang had shown willingness to sell, he genuinely would have offered one hundred million.

Xu Lang was not the direct heir in his family; he had several older brothers above him, and he only held some shares.

However, he hadn't lied about one thing: his grandfather, the most influential person in the family, truly loved horses.

This was why he delved into equine study and sought to acquire famous and excellent horses everywhere.

For him, delivering this Horse King would certainly earn his grandfather’s favor, granting him more standing within the family structure.

Zhang Yang held down the nearly erupting Zhui Feng, suddenly turning around and saying, “Young Master Jin, you have flies here.

So noisy!” Jin Weiguo was momentarily stunned, then immediately grasped Zhang Yang’s meaning, bursting into laughter.

“Mr.

Zhang, my apologies.

The sanitation here is poor; I will immediately instruct my staff to clean thoroughly and drive away these bothersome flies!” Zhang Yang’s message was clear: the fly in question was none other than Xu Lang standing nearby.

Xu Lang’s expression instantly hardened, turning fierce and enraged.

He had assumed that offering a sky-high price like one hundred million, plus the promise of a favor, would compel Zhang Yang to agree, given the Xu family’s standing as one of the most prominent clans in Taiwan.

Instead, Zhang Yang not only refused but also mocked him by calling him a fly.

“Zhang, don’t refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit.

I’ll tell you this: there is nothing in this world that I, Xu Lang, desire and cannot obtain!” Xu Lang glared viciously at Zhang Yang, issuing a direct threat.

“Slap!” Jin Weiguo, finally unable to tolerate it further, slammed the table beside him and stood up, proclaiming loudly, “Xu Lang, what place do you think this is?” He pointed a finger at Xu Lang, roaring, “Get out immediately! I warn you, don't assume that just because you’re from the Xu family I won’t touch you.

I will make you regret ever stepping foot in the mainland, regret coming to Northern Zhejiang!” This was Jin Weiguo’s territory, and Xu Lang’s repeated provocations finally caused the young master to explode.

He had directly threatened Zhang Yang here.

This wasn't just a threat against Zhang Yang; it was a blatant slap to Jin Weiguo’s own face.

If he didn’t take a stand, people would assume he feared Xu Lang, and his reputation would be utterly ruined.

Following their boss’s outburst, the surrounding security personnel immediately converged.

Due to the nature of the venue, this horse farm employed even more security than the golf course; there were over a dozen just in the lounge area.

These men surrounding him exerted considerable pressure on Xu Lang.

Jin Weiguo had been reluctant to act against Xu Lang because dealing with him involved significant complications he wished to avoid.

However, if Xu Lang insisted on being obtuse and causing further trouble, Jin Weiguo would deliver a harsh lesson, even if it meant incurring those complications himself.

Xu Lang’s four bodyguards in black immediately formed a protective circle around him, warily watching their surroundings.

Jin Weiguo’s sudden turn against him left Xu Lang’s face extremely grim as he glared darkly at Jin Weiguo.

“Men, collect his membership card.

He is forbidden from entering this place henceforth!” Jin Weiguo gave a further instruction.

Since he had already burned the bridge, there was no need to spare the man's dignity; he intended to expel Xu Lang completely.

“No need to collect it.

I won’t be setting foot here anyway.

You all just wait!” Xu Lang tossed a gleaming golden card onto the ground himself, spitting out a parting threat.

After glaring pointedly at both Jin Weiguo and Zhang Yang, he left with his bodyguards.

Given his family’s substantial influence, Jin Weiguo would not truly assault him unless absolutely necessary.

Of course, teaching him a lesson wasn't impossible, but it would need to be done discreetly, ensuring no one could trace the action back to him, or the resulting fallout for Jin Weiguo himself would be severe.

At that moment, Jin Weiguo was already calculating how to punish the arrogant man in a way that wouldn't attract suspicion or leave behind any evidence pointing to him.

Once Jin Weiguo left, the atmosphere in the lounge immediately settled.

Everyone resumed chatting and laughing, discussing horses once more.

The primary topic, naturally, was Zhui Feng, the Horse King, drawing envy from everyone present.

A few individuals with both the ambition and the financial means extinguished their acquisition ideas after witnessing Xu Lang’s fate.

Since one hundred million wasn't enough, and even Jin Weiguo had been enraged, the seriousness of the owner's stance was evident.

These men were not Xu Lang; they lacked the nerve to provoke Jin Weiguo so directly.

Jin Weiguo ordered the best tea to be prepared.

As soon as it was brewed, he personally carried a cup over to Zhang Yang, a hint of shame still on his face.

“Mr.

Zhang, I apologize…” “Don’t be so formal, just call me Zhang Yang.

We were just unlucky enough to encounter such an unpleasant person!” Zhang Yang smiled faintly, cutting him off.

He found Jin Weiguo to be decent enough.

Though their acquaintance was brief, Zhang Yang accepted him.

If nothing else, his genuine affection for horses was apparent, and his strong defense of Zhui Feng today had earned him considerable goodwill from Zhang Yang.

Jin Weiguo looked slightly surprised, his eyes flashing a few times before he broke into loud laughter.

“You’re right; we were unlucky to meet someone annoying.

That annoying fly has been chased off.

We absolutely must have a few good drinks later!”