Jiang Feng's words were clearly a provocation.
Someone got the news that Young Master Jiang was going to teach a man a lesson at the beginning of the cruise today.
Amongst these people, those who were waiting to see Jiang Feng deal with them started to jeer.
Some whistled, and some shouted.
"Don't be a wimp. You're the Qi of Xiyun Mountain."
"That's right. Go ahead!"
"Get it!"
The people around them were jeering non-stop. Jiang Feng was sitting opposite Mu Anan, and his eyes were provoking her.
Mr. Zhang also took the opportunity to add, "Just promise him, Zong. If you lose money, I will pay for you. Isn't it just calling him boss? We're not afraid of him!"
Mr. Zhang had just expressed his support when the man beside Mu Anan, swept a very faint glance.
That gaze was lazy, but it was very lethal. It was like a cold knife. Mr. Zhang's uproar was instantly lost.