At this moment, the manager of the hotel banquet hall gritted his teeth and hurried forward, wanting to say a few words.
But these black-clad men paid him no heed, charging straight through to where Tang Guosheng stood.
The leading black-clad man, with a stern face, bowed slightly and said, "Mr. Tang, the Family Head requests your presence."
"Heh, if Yi Zhongming wants to see me, let him come himself. Who do you think you are?" Tang Guosheng stood his ground, unmoving, as a cold smirk spread across his lips.
Even though the Tang family was no match for the Yi family now, as the head of a distinguished family, how could he easily admit defeat?
No sooner had Tang Guosheng's words fallen, the two Inner Qi Martial Artists behind him also stepped forward, their eyes shining with sharp light.
The face of the leading black-clad man turned cold, and just as he was about to make a move, a brash and arrogant voice suddenly came from the doorway:
