Why Must You Force Me to Use Violence?

"You mean you want to fight?"

Zhao Yuanliang laughed out of anger. Not only was he not worried at all, he looked at Ye Chen even more arrogantly, "I've lived for over 20 years, and this is the first time I've seen someone as ignorant as you. Interesting."

Although he said that, there was a flash of killing intent in his eyes.

Everyone in Jinling knew about the Zhao family's second young master. Everyone was polite to him. However, Ye Chen dared to stir up trouble and even slap his face.

He was going to call for security as he thought to this point.

"Kneel!"

A thunderous voice exploded in his ears. Before he could react, he felt an indescribable pressure bearing down on him. It was as if a mountain had collapsed on him.

Plop!

He knelt before Ye Chen in a daze.

"F*ck, brat, what did you do to me?"