Supreme Warrior in the City

Zhang Aiyun’s face went pale with fear, witnessing the intimidating demeanor of Director Lin, which instilled dread in her. She glanced at her older sister Zhang Aiqin behind her, and seeing the arrogance in her face, she felt even more unnerved.

Could it be that Director Lin was brought here by her own sister, Zhang Aiqin? If that were the case, were they targeting her husband, Hu Yong? Were they planning to implicate Su Yang?

Su Yang, on the other hand, remained extremely composed. He slowly sipped the wine in his cup, then raised his head to look at Director Lin.

Narrowing his brows slightly, Su Yang spoke coldly, "Manager Wang, Wanhu Manor is known as the best hotel in Wanhu City, essentially the premier private club here. Is this the kind of conduct you allow? It was one thing for a few people to barge in here with such aggression, but now you personally bring this fat pig, and he’s so rude—this is how your Wanhu Manor is managed?"

Manager Wang’s face was the epitome of discomfort; he couldn’t afford to offend either party, and being caught in the middle was truly agonizing for him.

Before Manager Wang could say a word, Director Lin was the first to burst out angrily, "Who the hell are you calling a fat pig?"

"If you look like that, how could you even ask?" Su Yang shook his head. "Haven’t you ever looked in the mirror? Do you need to pee on a mirror to see your own reflection?"

The crowd around them immediately burst into uproarious laughter. Most of them had no clue what the Shen Wang Order was, but they were mostly aware of Director Lin’s dominance and the fact that he was not to be trifled with in Wanhu City.

Now, as Su Yang spoke so insultingly to Director Lin, an unprecedented event was unfolding. The crowd jeered loudly, angrily cursing Su Yang, especially Old Fang’s group, who felt emboldened with Director Lin present, even going as far as shouting that Su Yang needed to be taught a good lesson.