"Hehe, this here is the best seat for watching the show, and also the closest to the birthday star when he takes the stage later. It’s a spot specially prepared by the An Family for my master and . What makes you think it’s yours?"
Yao Ming gave a cold laugh and gestured behind him.
Indeed, An Zhongcai was accompanying Yao Buci, walking towards them, and it looked like they would arrive before Tang Ming and his group.
"Goddammit, this is really life-threatening."
Zhou Dafu felt a wave of helplessness in his heart. If he hadn’t greeted Tang Ming earlier, it would have been fine, but now that Tang Ming and the others were on their way here, if he lost the seat, it would be Tang Ming’s face that he was losing.
"I don’t know what you’re talking about, I only know that there’s no na written here. Whoever grabs it first gets it."
Zhou Dafu, with a stiff neck, proudly shouted.
"You little rascal, relying on the Poison Sect’s support, you dare to be so arrogant. Too bad our dicine Sect isn’t afraid of the Poison Sect."
As soon as the words fell, Yao Ming reached out, grabbed Zhou Dafu by the collar, and tossed him out.
"Bastard, you’re bullying people too much."
Although Zhou Dafu was thrown out, he gripped the chair beneath him with both hands and managed to bring it down to the ground with him.
"So, it’s a useless trash without any cultivation, daring to be presumptuous in front of . You’re truly seeking death." Yao Ming looked at Chen Cang with contempt and then bent over to receive Yao Buci, seating him.
Yao Buci didn’t even glance at Chen Cang and sat down grandiosely to watch the show.
An Zhongcai only gave Zhou Dafu a glance. Although the earlier incident had caused quite a stir, he hadn’t taken note of Zhou Dafu at the ti, so he didn’t realize this man was one of Tang Ming’s and didn’t take it to heart.
"Hehe."
Seeing An Zhongcai ignoring Zhou Dafu, Yao Ming smiled smugly, then prepared to seat himself. Just as he was about to sit down, the chair beneath him suddenly disappeared, and as a result...
"Ouch!"
Yao Ming landed on his bottom on the ground, letting out a cry of surprise. Even a martial master couldn’t withstand such an unguarded sneak attack.
"Damn it, who took my chair?"
After tumbling to the ground, Yao Ming shouted in humiliation and rage.
"It was ."
Chen Cang put down the chair he was holding and looked dissatisfiedly at Zhou Dafu, "I say, Dafu, I asked you to watch a table and you couldn’t even manage that. You’re really useless, huh?"
"Cough cough, I’m just one person, I can’t watch so many seats."
Zhou Dafu scrambled to his feet and said with an embarrassed face: "But I didn’t let my chair fall into their hands, I brought it out with ."
"Bastard, you dare to sneak attack ."
Yao Ming leaped up from the ground, glaring at Chen Cang furiously, ready to make a move.
"You sure you can deal with the consequences if you start sothing with us?"
It was at this mont that Tang Ming finally arrived, looking coldly at Yao Ming and the others from the dicine Sect.
"Tang Ming."
Seeing Tang Ming co over, An Zhongsheng quickly stood up, his heart filled with bitterness. What was going on today? How co Tang Ming seed to be ominously everywhere?
"Are you looking to cause trouble?"
Yao Ming’s expression darkened as he stared at Tang Ming and his group. He hadn’t expected that the useless trash who didn’t know martial arts would actually be with Tang Ming’s people.
"Isn’t it you who’s looking for trouble?"
Tang Ming disdainfully curled his lip and sneered, "My younger brother has already taken this table, but you still struck him. If I don’t stand up for him, wouldn’t that be a huge loss of face?"
"Exactly, exactly. Bullying an ordinary person who doesn’t know martial arts, what kind of skill is that? Why don’t you pick on my brother Tang?"
Zhou Dafu imdiately walked to Tang Ming’s side, staring provocatively at Yao Ming.
"Fatso, are you sure he alone can bully ?"
Tang Ming gave Zhou Dafu a white look, then signalled Xin Badao with a glance.
Xin Badao imdiately stepped forward, coldly staring at Yao Buqi and demanded, "Yao Buqi, your disciple hit my boss’s younger brother. This is a blatant provocation. Shouldn’t you offer us so sort of resolution?"
"Xin Badao, this is my disciple’s birthday celebration. Don’t let your Poison Sect go too far," Yao Buqi’s face looked sowhat unsightly.
"Your disciple hits people at will, and now you say we’re going too far? Today, I’ll show you just what ’going too far’ ans."
Xin Badao began to smirk, slowly raising his right hand, summoning a layer of black Gang Qi.
"Calm down, calm down."
Seeing the situation, An Zhongcai imdiately panicked, speaking with a bitter face in an attempt to pacify, "Today is my father’s grand birthday celebration. Please, everyone, give the An Family so face, let’s resolve this peacefully."
"Resolving this peacefully is fine, but we’d claid this table first, and now soone got hit. We need to have so sort of explanation, right?"
Tang Ming looked at An Zhongcai with mocking eyes. Initially, he hadn’t wanted to cause trouble, but now that Zhou Dafu had been bullied, he couldn’t be blad for not giving the An family patriarch face. Moreover, the An Family truly didn’t understand etiquette, having seen Zhou Dafu bullied without so much as a fart, yet now jumping out to play peacemaker. Did they really think he was so easy to bully?
"I didn’t know he was your man!"
An Zhongcai looked at Zhou Dafu helplessly, morizing the faces around Tang Ming in his mind, to avoid stirring up unnecessary trouble again.
"Now you know, shouldn’t there be so sort of explanation?"
Tang Ming picked at his ear, looking at Yao Buqi sitting in the chair, feeling a rush of displeasure.
Hmph, "What would you like to happen?" Yao Buqi snorted coldly, knowing that if he didn’t speak up soon, the dicine Sect’s face would be lost.
"Lift your butt, we’re taking this table," Tang Ming said indifferently.
"How presumptuous."
Yao Buqi’s face turned cold, "This is the seat prepared by the An Family for . Are you even qualified to fight for it?"
"Is that so?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Ming laughed sinisterly.
The very next mont, Chu Batian and Xin Badao both released their imposing auras at the sa ti, oppressively suffocating Yao Buqi and the others.
Yao Buqi’s face turned ashen. Although he was also a Five-star Martial Master, he was proficient in dical skill and not combat. His cultivation was entirely accumulated through Spiritual Elixirs. Confronted with the combined aura of Chu Batian and Xin Badao, he could barely resist, breaking out in a cold sweat. If a fight were to break out, he would undoubtedly be beaten down.
If Yao Buqi couldn’t withstand the united pressure of the two Six-star Martial Masters, the situation for the others was even more dire.
An Zhongcai’s heart sank. The situation was completely beyond his control. Father, I’m missing you again. Where are you?
"What’s going on here?"
Just at that mont, the An family patriarch, dressed in red Tang attire, appeared on stage. Seeing the tense situation below, he hastily called out, "Master, why are you and my junior sitting there? Your distinguished guest seats are right over here!"
Hearing the patriarch’s words, Xin Badao and Chu Batian exchanged glances and simultaneously retracted their auras.
"Huff, huff, huff. Where are our seats?"
Yao Buqi, taking deep breaths with relief, promptly followed the lifeline offered by An Zizai and inquired.
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