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"I will be ready to go immediately."

Zhang Zhi was about to ask someone to prepare the carriage, but was stopped by Yan Er's gesture.

"No need to be so complicated, I will lead the way myself."

Before he finished speaking, without giving Zhang Zhi much time to prepare, Yan Er waved his arm and picked him up and walked away quickly, like a whirlwind, passing through the streets and alleys. In just a cup of tea, the famous Zuixianlou came into their sight.

Their figures stopped in front of the vermilion gate. The surrounding noise seemed to be attracted by the warm atmosphere upstairs, so the appearance of the two did not attract much attention, until a sharp-eyed waiter recognized Zhang Zhi, then raised his voice and shouted enthusiastically: "Hey, isn't this Mr. Zhang? What a distinguished guest!"

The waiter's shout was like a stone thrown into a calm water. Everyone in the hall turned their heads when they heard the voice. When they found out that the person who came was Zhang Zhi, the originally noisy discussions instantly froze.

The glances cast at him, filled with surprise, curiosity, and suspicion, made Zhang Zhi's heart tighten, as if something important was about to unfold silently.

There was an unusual atmosphere in the air. Zhang Zhi lowered his voice and asked Yan Er beside him: "Master Yan, is there any special arrangement here?"

He originally thought it would be a secret meeting, but the scene before him obviously exceeded his expectations for accepting the mission from the King of Chu in private. The uneasiness in his heart spread out like ripples on the water, indescribable.

Yan Er replied calmly: "Master Zhang, you will understand when you go up to the second floor."

The crowd automatically made way for a passage, and Zhang Zhi stepped onto the stairs. Before he reached the second floor, several arrogant voices floated down from above.

"Oh, Lord Zhang has arrived."

"Look at how arrogant these country bumpkins are. I'm afraid they're going to get into trouble this time."

"A few ignorant fellows, relying on the money behind them, dare to compete with Master Zhang. They really don't know how to live or die."

If Zhang Zhi had not heard it with his own ears, his mood might have remained somewhat calm, but these words were like a spark that instantly ignited his anger. His pace quickened and he almost jogged all the way to the second floor.

The scene in front of him made him dizzy - his own nephew actually led a group of young people to speak rudely and insult the King of Chu. Zhang Zhi felt as if a huge rock was blocking his chest, unable to move up or down.

When Master Zhang saw Zhang Zhi, he immediately put on a smile and stepped forward eagerly: "Second Uncle."

Before Zhang Zhi could get close, he swung his arm and slapped Master Zhang hard in the face with a loud slap. The crisp sound echoed in the air.

Master Zhang was dumbfounded, the rich young man behind him was also stunned, and the audience around him were so shocked that they dared not even breathe. Ma Zhi and others stood aside, as if they were frozen in time.

Zhang Zhi could feel the scrutiny of many people around him. It was not convenient for him to apologize directly to the King of Chu at this moment, so he could only teach this useless nephew a lesson.

This behavior was not only for his own career consideration, but also an attempt to save the life of this young and frivolous boy.

"Uncle, why did you hit me?"

"Why did I hit you?"

Zhang Zhi's eyes seemed to be burning with fire, "Think carefully about what good things you have done!"

Zhang Zhi's anger silenced the surrounding noise, and no one dared to make any sound.

Although Master Zhang was frightened, he pretended to be calm and replied, "Uncle, they occupied our place first. We asked them to leave, but they refused and threatened us. You can ask them, or ask other people present."

Zhang Zhi glanced at the group of playboys. In order to win Mr. Zhang's favor, one of them echoed: "Zhang Jing is right. They bullied us first, and then we fought back."

The others nodded repeatedly, echoing, "Yes, yes."

Zhang Zhi ignored this and walked straight towards Wu Xu, who looked stern, and said with a smile: "Master Wu, I will definitely give you a satisfactory explanation for this matter."

"Uncle, what do you mean? Don't you believe me?"

Zhang Jing was furious and felt completely humiliated.

Zhang Zhi turned around, staring at Zhang Jing fiercely with a sharp gaze: "How could I not know your character? You are lucky that you don't cause trouble."

"Uncle, I am your nephew. How can you help outsiders deal with your family?"

Zhang Jing was both embarrassed and annoyed.

"As a local official, I only seek justice."

At this moment, a steady and powerful voice came from the stairs, interrupting Zhang Jing's argument.

"It makes sense."

The head of the Hong family walked in slowly, cast a sharp gaze at Wu Xu, and nodded slightly to the couple.

Zuixian Restaurant was originally owned by the Hong family. When they heard that Wu Xu was going to host a banquet here to entertain guests, they specially cleared out the second floor to ensure that the King of Chu could enjoy himself.

I didn't expect that the eldest son of the Zhang family would intervene at this critical moment and make the situation a mess. It's really infuriating.

"It is clear that the second floor is reserved by the Wu family today. When did Master Zhang have such financial resources? How could I, the host, be completely unaware of this?"

The Hong family leader's words were full of sarcasm, and each word was sharp and hit the nail on the head.

This sentence was like a slap in the face to Zhang Jing in public. He was stunned on the spot, his face turned red and white, changing in various ways, and he became the focus of the whole audience.

Zhang Jing was well aware of the status and position of the head of the Hong family. Others remained silent because they were afraid of his revenge, but the head of the Hong family did not have such concerns.

In the eyes of the head of the Hong family, Zhang Jing's importance is far from enough to be feared.

Although Zhang Zhi did not ask, he already understood the general situation from the words of the head of the Hong family.

Hearing such blunt criticism from Patriarch Hong, he was extremely disappointed with this useless nephew.

"All of you, go and apologize to the Wu family's master right now. Don't waste a moment."

Zhang Zhi's voice was steady and powerful, and his eyes were like a sharp sword, sweeping over the group of nephews who were dressed in gorgeous clothes and had nothing to do on weekdays.

This coincidental glance made these usually arrogant young masters stiffen up. Subconsciously, they all looked at Zhang Jing, secretly hoping that this brother who could always turn danger into safety would stand up again and help them resolve their current predicament.

After all, the source of this sudden disaster was Zhang Jing's impulsive behavior.

Zhang Jing was about to speak, trying to ease the atmosphere with his usual glib words, but was stopped by Zhang Zhi's sharp eyes and preemptive words.

"And you, Zhang Jing, don't think you can stay out of this. Now, kneel down and kowtow to admit your mistake, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

There seemed to be frost in Zhang Zhi's eyes. His unquestionable cold gaze was fixed directly on Zhang Jing, causing everyone present to shiver involuntarily.

Zhang Jing's eyes widened in disbelief, and he almost shouted, "Second Uncle, do you want me, the young master of the Zhang family, to kneel down and admit my mistakes?"