Yesterday, their martial arts school made over a million. If they could settle this matter with a hundred thousand, they would be willing. After all, the martial arts school is a cash cow now. But if this person were to cause trouble every day, the school wouldn't be able to operate normally.
"Who the hell do you think you are, talking to me like that? Slap his face."
The bodyguard behind him immediately stepped forward to carry out Master Zhou's order, but the martial arts students wouldn't just sit by. United in their anger, they rushed to help.
"Stop."
Li Xiang appeared in time to stop the farce, then looked at Zhou Yuelong, pretending not to know his purpose for coming: "Master Zhou, wasn't it a ten-day deadline? Or are you saying your words mean nothing?"
"You're full of crap."
