55 Dragon Ball

"I heard you just punched a few ignorant lads who offended your companion out of anger."

Wang Xian and Guan Shuqing were sitting at a table in the room, chatting when Old Xue and Old Qin walked in. Following behind them were Xue Jiahua, the son of Old Qin and Little Kite.

Old Xue spoke with a smile as he swept his glance across Guan Shuqing.

"Hehe, those few guys were too braggy. They said they were from the Gong, Song, Bi Family, and they even threatened me. I can't hold my fists," Wang Xian said with a smile.

"Those affluent younger generations... It's good for you to teach them a lesson on behalf of their families," Old Xue said with no importance.

"Yes, I didn't manage to hold back in time." Wang Xian chuckled.

"So good to be young!" Old Qin said with a little envy.

"Haha, come, take a seat." Old Xue laughed, "Wang Xian, aren't you going to introduce your confidante?"