"Crazy," Wang Qiran muttered, a grin tugging at his lips. The man was clearly out of his mind, looking like he'd just provoked the wrath of an entire crowd.
Spending millions a year was certainly impressive, but... he'd never be able to associate with people on that level.
However, he'd heard that legitimate second-generation heirs generally had stricter upbringing than ordinary citizens like themselves. Good education, a good environment, and a solid family background usually cultivated a highly qualified individual.
This guy, though, was probably an exception, not fitting into that mold, or perhaps he was a nouveau riche.
Hearing the man speak, Dongfang Jingjing also narrowed her eyes, mirroring Zhuge Lan.
In Wang Qiran's eyes, Dongfang Jingjing and Zhuge Lan, with their narrowed gazes, looked like a match made in heaven. The man was handsome, the woman beautiful, and each was more mysterious and powerful than the other.
"Be quiet," Dongfang Jingjing said.
"What, scared?" the 'brother' asked, looking at Dongfang Jingjing with an air of self-importance. He grinned, seemingly believing he held the upper hand, which was why he spoke with such confidence.
But the blood dripping from his mouth looked rather grotesque.
"If you're scared, then get on your knees and apologize to me!"
Hearing this, Wang Qiran shivered. This guy actually dared to say that?
To make someone from the Dongfang family kneel and apologize? Was this man royalty, or perhaps Dongfang Jingjing's elder?
Zhuge Lan felt the urge to intervene.
But Dongfang Jingjing stopped him, "Lan Ge, let me handle this person. I want to teach someone like this a lesson myself."
"Won't that dirty your hands?" Zhuge Lan asked.
"It's fine, I'm wearing gloves."
Wang Qiran couldn't help but gape. This woman actually had gloves?
Clearly, the 'brother' still didn't grasp what was happening.
"Kneel down and apologize to me, call me master, and I might forgive you and your pathetic friends. Otherwise, I'll make sure you regret it. Do you understand?" His expression was extraordinarily savage, his eyes bulging, and his finger pointed at Dongfang Jingjing.
As soon as he finished speaking, Dongfang Jingjing's fist landed on his mouth.
This time, it wasn't just his front teeth that fell out.
His entire mouth was shattered!
Instantly, seven or eight teeth were knocked out. More blood spurted, and Dongfang Jingjing showed no mercy, delivering another punch to his face.
Why?
Why did she dare to hit me?
The thought raced through the 'brother's' mind. He couldn't comprehend it. Wasn't this woman afraid? Why did she dare to strike?
Moreover, why was her movement so fast? He couldn't even react before he was beaten down.
The waiter watching from the side was terrified by the scene. He stood there trembling, afraid to look.
Manager, oh manager! Why haven't you arrived yet?
What should I do?!
As a member of the Dongfang family, how could Dongfang Jingjing not have been exposed to ancient martial arts? Although she wasn't a genius in ancient martial arts, she had still trained in them since childhood. She might not be a martial arts grandmaster, but easily dealing with an ordinary person like this was as simple as drinking water and eating food for her.