As Wang Yan walked out, the surrounding young masters blocking the corridor all made way for him.
Half of them looked at him with a strange expression, while the other half greeted him warmly.
"Car God", "Young Master Wang", "Brother Dog" and so on.
Brother Dog was an honorable address from Black Tiger's side. It sounded even more powerful than Young Master Wang, as if it had a mysterious strength and was the most popular greeting used.
Wang Yan, on the other hand, was quite indifferent to all these. He nodded his head at everyone and responded with a smile.
Finally, he walked out of the crowd. Zhou Jianwu could no longer suppress his excitement and said, "Brother, you've become famous in one fell swoop!"
"That's right!" Xia Yu gave him a thumbs up.
He was slightly suspicious of him bragging and bullsh*tting, but this was basically the truth.