Zheng Yaoxian, who had just scrambled up awkwardly from the ground, heard this and his facial muscles twitched. Grinding his teeth, he spat, "Arrogant!"
"Third Brother, Big Brother, let's get him!"
"Shut up!"
Zheng Long's face darkened, glaring fiercely at Zheng Yaoxian—did he want them to lose even more face?
"Mr. Xu truly lives up to the name of the Qian Emperor's descendant. Impressive." Zheng Long smiled slightly and said, "My second brother has always been straightforward; I hope you won't take offense."
"I wouldn't dare."
Seeing that the real decision-maker had stepped in to mediate, Xu Yang instantly gathered up any ripples of emotion, descending from the sky.
"May I take a look at the Qian Emperor's Token?" Zheng Long asked in a low voice.
"Of course, no problem."
Xu Yang didn't hesitate in the slightest.
He was not afraid the other side might try any tricks.
