Wang Wu's words fell.
The atmosphere in the alley instantly froze.
An overpowering aura erupted from him, forcing Song Zhong to stumble back several steps, his face turning ugly.
Ye Chen looked at Wang Wu darkly, "Uncle Wu, must you oppose me for the sake of a commoner?"
Under the influence of Wang Wu's intimidating presence, he temporarily couldn't fathom why Wang Wu would protect Xu Ke.
Was it a sense of injustice he happened to see?
How could that be possible?
Or was it to spite the Ye Family, to take Xu Ke back and accuse the Ye Family of oppressing the common people on the front page headlines?
His mind raced.
He couldn't figure it out.
"Oppose?"
Wang Wu's sneer intensified, "You, a youngster, are talking big..."
"What makes you think you're worth being opposed by me?"
Wang Wu bellowed.
Ye Chen, pressured by the momentum, immediately felt stifled in his chest, extremely uncomfortable.
Siao Jia, caught in the middle, also staggered, her face turning deathly pale.