Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

After Eldest Young Master Hang stood up, his eyes glinted coldly and veins popped on his forehead.

Eldest Young Master Hang was martially inclined, but he didn't dare to retaliate when confronted with members of the Fearless Alliance, especially when their president was also there.

“Eldest Young Master Hang, are you alright?” Big Dipper sprinted to Eldest Young Master Hang's side and asked with a grin.

Eldest Young Master Hang hastily replied, “I'm fine, I'm fine… Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding.”

“Right, right, right… Misunderstanding, a misunderstanding indeed!” Big Dipper nodded vehemently and didn't give Eldest Young Master Hang a chance to react before ruthlessly smacking the back of the man's head.

“You…” Eldest Young Master Hang fumed inwardly.

“Ah, a misunderstanding! I mistook you again!” Big Dipper giggled mischievously.

Eldest Young Master Hang was about to respond when the landlord's foolish son walked over and kicked his a.s.s, sending him several meters back.

“My bad, I mistook you,” Eldest Young Master Shen said.

“Brother Shen, I'm not criticizing you, but you aren't acting realistically!” Big Dipper urgently said to him.

Eldest Young Master Shen was startled. “How so?”

“Brother Shen, look… your motions and demeanor have to be the same. Let me show you…” Big Dipper said and strode to Eldest Young Master Hang, smacking the guy's face with his fist in the blink of an eye.

“Ah… Are you alright? It's a misunderstanding… Look at your pork-chop face… You look too similar to my enemy! Sorry, my bad!” After Big Dipper made Eldest Young Master Hang stagger back, he hastily supported Eldest Young Master Hang with worry br.i.m.m.i.n.g from his face.

Ye Wanwan: “…” Are there two dimwits here…

“Enough.” Patriarch Shen expressionlessly walked forward at this time.

When Eldest Young Master Shen saw Patriarch Shen, he resembled a mouse who saw a cat and lost all his previous arrogance and smugness.

“Isn't it inappropriate for you two to cause a commotion in my Shen residence?” Patriarch Shen said to Eldest Young Master Hang and Eldest Miss Sun sternly.

The duo was as quiet as a cicada in winter and didn't dare to utter a word.

“President Bai, you won't take offense to the fact that I didn't recognize you earlier, right?” Patriarch Shen asked with a light chuckle, turning to Ye Wanwan.

Ye Wanwan smiled faintly. “What are you saying, Uncle Shen? Of course I don't mind.”

Patriarch Shen might look honest and naive but was actually so shrewd that no one in the Independent State could compare to him. Otherwise, a clan that didn't have any accomplishments in martial arts absolutely couldn't become the wealthiest faction in the Independent State or one of its four great clans.

“President Bai, this is a banquet hosted by my Shen family today, so can you please give a little face to me and settle this matter by throwing these two out?” Patriarch Shen inquired with a smile.

“Of course I have to give face to Uncle Shen. Since Uncle Shen has spoken, I'll leave their punishment to Uncle Shen,” Ye Wanwan replied.

Patriarch Shen's words were flawless, and his tone was also very appropriate. If Ye Wanwan didn't agree, she'd look unappreciative.

“Haha, great! Thank you so much for giving face to a pitiful old man like me. I'm very grateful.” Patriarch Shen nodded to Ye Wanwan and waved his hand at the Shen guards nearby. “Take these two people outside.”