"Did you hit someone from our commerce association?" Yan Botao looked at the young man who had just been beaten.
The young man's face was already swollen. He had never suffered this kind of grievance when he was with the Sun family.
He was the grandson of an elder from the Sun family, specially fought for this opportunity, thinking he could accomplish something here, but who knew he'd be beaten on the second day.
At this moment, he covered his face, looking at Yan Botao with grievance, hoping Yan Botao would stand up for him.
"What did you say?" Hou Wu was stunned, a little surprised by Yan Botao's question.
Yan Botao seemed to be asking if he had hit this person?
"I hit him."
"Everyone present saw it."
Hou Wu looked surprised at everyone around and said, "I'm not wrong, right? You all must have seen it; I hit this person."
Everyone around stayed awkwardly silent.
