The anger of a common man that sends blood flying five steps is not considered a skill; anyone with a bit of courage can pull it off. However, staying as steadfast as Mount Tai in the face of provocation shows that Zhou Ziqing has gained some insight into the art of cultivating his spirit.
To turn the other cheek and not retaliate, in society, this is the mark of a difficult opponent.
"This little prick, I gave him respect, and look how he repays me! Watch me get someone to deal with him!" Jia Xiaochuan cursed as he pulled out his phone to make a call. Yue Feng looked at Zhou Ziqing but said nothing.
Zhou Ziqing asked, "Xiaochuan, don't start trouble! Are you full? If you're full, let's go!"
"Let's go then! Don't be angry, it's not worth it!" Yue Feng advised.
The three men passed through the banquet hall, took the elevator down, and Xiaochuan went to the parking lot to get the car, while Yue Feng and Zhou Ziqing waited at the entrance.
