Liang Haoming didn’t flicker an eyelid, "Don’t know him." Hong Xiangjun, "Pfft!" Sorry, she couldn’t help it, but Fourth Brother Liang was so good at dissing people. Seeing how glum the panther looked, she just wanted to laugh. Dong Huiying turned to look at Black Panther again, nodding with a ’just as I thought’ expression: "Then I apologize, our Haoming has said he doesn’t know you and isn’t familiar with you. Please, young brother, restrain yourself a bit and stop following us." Black Panther clenched his fist, "Bullshit!" Dong Huiying’s eyes turned cold, "What did you say? Who are you cursing?" Seeing her little face sinking, it seemed as if she was ready to start a brawl? Black Panther took a deep breath, "Cough! A slip of the tongue, miss, I was actually rushing to bring you a good money-making opportunity. Black Eagle has been fighting in the black fist for a year and, logically speaking, he has indeed made quite a bit of silver. But he always looks so destitute, so I suspect Black Eagle might be in some trouble, and that trouble must certainly be related to silver, right?" "And what of it, what’s it to you?" Black Panther smiled, "I had watched a few fights just now and noticed miss, your skills are not bad. Might you be interested in..." Suddenly, an iron fist thundered towards Black Panther. Black Panther deftly dodged it, then glared angrily at the person who threw the punch. "Black Eagle, what are you doing!" That was a close call, he patted his chest, knowing that just a half-beat slower, he would have been punched by Black Eagle until he vomited blood. The dead eagle dared to launch a sneak attack? Too sly, too despicable! Liang Haoming was holding the little girl’s wrist, his gaze wary as he now saw Black Panther as his enemy. As he finished speaking, he pointed behind Black Panther, unceremoniously, actually driving him away. Black Panther’s face turned to a steel-like blue with anger. Originally, he saw Dong Huiying’s competent skills and wanted to woo her, but now, he was really angry. "You’re telling me to get lost?" His lips curled with a dismissive and cold sneer, giving Liang Haoming a disdainful glance while also tightly clenching his fist. "Good, very good! Black Eagle, it seems you have forgotten your roots. After mixing in here for a year, you’ve grown in status and can’t even recognize who the Eldest Brother is anymore!" Black Panther’s feet pushed off the ground, and he charged fiercely at Liang Haoming, and in the blink of an eye, they were embroiled in a fight. Black Panther had a wealth of fighting experience. He was an orphan, born and bred in the black market, having spent his youth amidst fists and kicks. However, he was short and thin and, compared to him, as a member of the Liang family, Liang Haoming was quite tall and burly, his clothes concealing thin but strong muscles, and having hunted in the mountains with his elder brother since his youth, he often fought with beasts. The two of them fought, evenly matched. Unfortunately, Black Panther was too despicable, always aiming to hit below the belt during a fight. He knew Liang Haoming was injured, so he specifically targeted Liang Haoming’s wounds. Liang Haoming didn’t utter a sound. His will was incredibly firm, almost as if he were made of iron, seemingly feeling no pain at all, and his movements were filled with a swift and fierce ruthlessness. "Hey, aren’t you going to stop it?" Hong Xiangjun elbowed Dong Huiying in the shoulder. After watching the fight for a while, Dong Huiying slightly furrowed her brow, "Haoming, stop!" Almost subconsciously, Liang Haoming halted his momentum. If he were a soldier, he would undoubtedly be the most obedient one. He obeyed commands without hesitation, retreating to Dong Huiying’s side in one step, but Black Panther pressed on, aggressively charging over.