Zhu Long rushed to two men who were talking in the restaurant. His aura rose to a dangerous level, the entire village felt his presence. The two men felt like they were suffocating, nearing death itself. Zhu Long looked deep into their eyes and asked in a deep and harsh voice, "Repeat what you just told him to me! Without missing a detail." ZHu Long's imposing figure scared the two men to the point of shaking visibly. Han Qiang rushed towards Zhu Long and grasped his hand, and put her other hand on his shoulder. " Brother Zhu, why are you using your aura on these villagers, they aren't powerful enough to withstand it at all." Her soft voice entered Zhu Long's ear, calming him down. Zhu Long nodded when he heard Han Qiang.