"What do you want?" Ren Jianzhong was still in a state of shock. These two guys did not come with good intentions, so he immediately asked warily.
"Mr. Zong wants to treat you to a drink. Come with us!" the man said coldly.
Before Ren Jianzhong could make a decision, he was pulled up by the two men. He could fight, but his arm was still in a cast. There was no room for resistance, so he could only follow them out of the airport.
At Zong Ming's house, Zheng Yin, who had already recovered said coldly to Zong Ming, "I came here to avenge my disciple, Fa. I don't want to get involved in your conflict of interests. Yu Tian's life is mine. Without my consent, none of you can think of taking it!"
Zong Ming was still afraid of the old man's martial strength, so he said politely, "Our only enemy is that b*stard. Now that he's stealing my business, I won't let him go. Of course, his life is definitely yours. I want the port in his hands. I don't care about anything else!"
