In the private room, others thought Lin Tian, upon seeing Fang Yongzheng being violently beaten and fleeing, would choose to yield in the face of Zuo Xianglong’s domineering demands. But instead, Lin Tian showed a strong attitude towards Zuo Xianglong. A single "get lost," filled with disdain and a hint of chilly anger. The atmosphere inside the private room became tense. "Hahaha... F*ck, I gave you a chance and you’re unwilling? And you act so tough, quite impressive! Amazing, amazing!" Zuo Xianglong withdrew his foot, disregarding the blood on his shoe, and said to Lin Tian: "Do you know, if I spread the word outside saying someone helped me wipe off this blood, there would certainly be countless people flocking over to help, looking like eager dogs! You really don’t know what’s good for you!" "But, after this gathering ends, explain to me what you meant by ’get lost’! Then, you’ll wipe it clean for me... Otherwise, getting out of this private room will be quite challenging for you!" After saying that, Zuo Xianglong sat back down on the sofa. The others, like Ye Jun, who had strong backgrounds, merely cast a cold glance at Lin Tian and then showed some sympathy. Others shook their heads, sighing internally. Zuo Xianglong was notoriously domineering in Jinling City, they only blamed Lin Tian for being an outsider and targeted. The main reason was Lin Tian’s aloofness and unconventional demeanor from the beginning. As for them, with their connection to Chen Yiqing, they weren’t afraid of being targeted by Zuo Xianglong. But Lu Wang and Ling Xiaowu and others exchanged glances, seeing Lin Tian’s composed and indifferent demeanor, they all fell silent. The group quickly set the matter aside. Across the way, Ye Jun and Chen Yiqing raised their glasses again, joining the classmates in chatting with Zuo Xianglong. Nobody mentioned the farewell from the gathering, instead they chatted about their future aspirations. During this, Zuo Xianglong attempted to get close to Chu Xiaotang several times, but she deftly brushed him off. Chu Xiaotang was not interested in Zuo Xianglong. Like she was with other Young Masters pursuing her, she didn’t want to accept them. At least she spoke to Zuo Xianglong, but she didn’t give anyone else a second glance, as her mind wasn’t occupied with such matters. At the same level in the Superior Room. Fang Yongzheng rushed in, looking disheveled, with rage and indignation on his face, "Cousin, Young Master Jiang, you must stand up for me! Didn’t you say in Jinling City no one would dare oppose you? Damn it, I went over to ask them to change rooms, and instead I got beaten up; if it was in East Sea City, I’d have killed them!" Inside Room Number One, there were only two young men sitting. One looked fierce, tall in stature, drinking deeply from a glass. If Lin Tian were here, he’d instantly recognize this young man as Jiang Shangkun, the renowned Young Master of Ten Miles River in Jinling City. Opposite him sat another young man, dressed elegantly, handsome and fair-skinned. This young man had a demeanor of calmness and grace. With only two people seated, the room felt spacious. The facilities here were extraordinarily lavish and the area capacious. When Fang Yongzheng barged in shouting angrily, the two men turned their heads abruptly. The graceful young man’s brow furrowed as he saw Fang Yongzheng’s disheveled state and asked. "Cousin, I got beaten up!" Fang Yongzheng said sullenly, looking very depressed: "The group in Room Eight really have eyes of dogs!" "Didn’t you mention my name, Zhong Zhaobei?" The elegant young man raised an eyebrow, put down his glass, and asked again. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs noveⅼfire.net In Jinling City, no one dared disrespect him, Zhong Zhaobei. "Haha, Mr. Zhong, seems your name ’Brother Bei’ doesn’t hold up anymore!" Jiang Shangkun, seated opposite, chuckled: "Think back to University City when calling you Brother Bei attracted numerous Young Masters eager to flatter you! Now look, your cousin got directly beaten!" "Ah... that... Young Master Jiang, please don’t tease! I... I forgot to mention my cousin’s name!" Fang Yongzheng suddenly froze, his face fell, looking even more dejected. In East Sea City, he was accustomed to being reckless, feeling protected by his cousin here, he naturally got carried away and reckless. "You, having studied abroad for two years, having seen the world, why can’t you handle such a trivial matter! Go back there! Say I, Zhong Zhaobei, want an immediate room change! After so many years, it’s rare for Aunt to visit home, if she arrives and the room isn’t prepared, I’ll give you a beating! Remember, Aunt is also like your aunt, she loves the number eight!" Zhong Zhaobei chided Fang Yongzheng, then added: "And make the person who hit you apologize! Surely you know his name?" "Cousin, that guy is called Zuo Xianglong! Absolutely arrogant!" Fang Yongzheng replied angrily, his face filled with anger. Zhong Zhaobei was taken aback, then sneered: "No wonder he hit you directly; it’s that guy! Looks bastard is itching for trouble again! Go, make them change the room, then have Zuo Xianglong come crawling to me!" Hearing this, Fang Yongzheng’s eyes lit up with joy, turning around and scampering out of the private room. Zuo Xianglong, Lu Wang, and others were still chatting and laughing. Lin Tian sat nearby, watching the happenings calmly. Ling Xiaowu and others occasionally chatted with Lin Tian, especially Luuo Qian Die, who ardently thanked Lin Tian for saving her more than once. But the footsteps outside the room interrupted the merriment. Fang Yongzheng pushed the door open again, walking inside. Everyone looked up in surprise. Zuo Xianglong also looked up, glancing at Fang Yongzheng, then behind him, sneering: "Kid, didn’t find help? Coming to die or admit your mistake?" "You’re called Zuo Xianglong, right? F*ck you next door! My cousin calls you over to apologize! You hit me, it’s not going to end easily!" Fang Yongzheng picked up on Zhong Zhaobei’s earlier words understanding that Zuo Xianglong, in Jinling City, was merely like a dog to his cousin, hence he had absolute confidence this time, then shouted at Lin Tian: "And you worthless thing, don’t think that having a bit of medical skill means you don’t know who you are! Now, get over there too!" But the people in the room were stunned. Already beaten once, yet this guy hasn’t learned his lesson, still so arrogant. "You say your cousin calls me over? Who is your cousin?" Zuo Xianglong put down his glass, his face gloomy: "If you don’t give me an explanation for ruining my mood, someone will die!" "F*ck, you still dare act tough! My cousin is called Zhong Zhaobei, he’s in Room Number One, so get over there!" Fang Yongzheng acted fearless this time, shouting again. When those three words were uttered, the entire private room fell silent. Lu Wang, Chen Yiqing, and Ye Jun and others from Jinling City First High School, Class Three Senior Year, displayed shock, fear deep in their eyes. Zhong Zhaobei, in Jinling City’s younger generation, represented something they all understood! which is power, immense power! Whether it’s Zhong Zhaobei himself or his background, the Zhong Family, they stood at the pinnacle in Jinling City. Zhong Zhaobei was one of Jinling City’s most top Young Masters, no one dared mess with! Is this guy Zhong Zhaobei’s cousin? Many people gasped, faces turning pale with fear. Zuo Xianglong was stunned for a moment, but soon broke into boisterous laughter. "Hahaha... Is everyone in East Sea City like you waste?" Shouting in disdain, Zuo Xianglong leaned back, crossing his legs, taunting: "Do you know? Before coming here, I was on the phone with Mr. Zhong, inviting him over for a drink, but he said he had something important and couldn’t come! You now tell me he’s in the room next door? And how come I never heard him mention having a cousin like you? Kid, repeatedly disrupting my pleasure and now flaunting Mr. Zhong’s name, you’re really tired of living?"