"Ruffian, is the matter resolved? There wasn't any loss of life, right?"
The moment the call connected, an anxious male voice came from the other end.
"Mr. Hua, I'm sorry, we screwed up," the bald man hurriedly answered.
There was a pause on the other end of the phone before the voice continued, "Five of you couldn't handle a mere kid? What the hell are you good for?"
"The kid..." The bald man began, then remembered Tang Feng was still beside him, and quickly changed his words, "He...he knows martial arts, we weren't his match at all, and we all got hurt."
"Is that kid still there?" Zhao Huaqiang asked after hearing him out.
"Still...still here, it was him who asked me to call you, he wants you to come see him personally," the bald man replied softly.
"Hehe, the kid's got guts. Let him take the phone," Zhao Huaqiang sneered. He couldn't remember the last time he saw a young man this arrogant.