Chapter 1072: Can you be called young if you

Tian Xiaofei's face instantly turned liver‑colored; he originally thought that even if Su Yang were given ten guts, he wouldn't dare act recklessly before Young Master Wang.

Moreover, who in the circle doesn't know that Su Yang's Old Taishan was removed from the governor's post, with no explanation given, which is very bad.

Anyone with a bit of sense would have kept a low profile; if it were him, he wouldn't come tonight—Su Yang simply has no brains.

At first he worried Su Yang wouldn't come, but as soon as he entered he saw Su Yang there, so he had long planned to come and regain the face he lost in the earlier beating. He never expected that even in front of Young Master Wang, they could make him lose face.

Even more absurd, Zhou Ruohan interjected: "Su Yang, what are you doing? Can you speak a bit more politely?"

As soon as he spoke, everyone's first impression was that Su Yang doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth—perhaps he doesn't even recognize Young Master Wang—but Zhou Ruohan recognizes him and, forgetting a young lady's reserve, effectively lowers herself.

Evidently, the native Jingcheng heiress knows the circle's rules.

Even Tian Xiaofei's just‑crimson face regained a hint of red, thinking, "That almost made me lose face; thanks to Zhou Ruohan for seeing the situation clearly."

Young Master Wang also breathed a sigh of relief; since Zhou Ruohan is so sensible, he'll give Su Yang's men a little face later.

Then Zhou Ruohan's next remark almost made Tian Xiaofei spit blood on the spot. She said, "As the saying goes, when beating a dog you look at its owner."

Fang Jingwen, who had been sipping tea nearby, couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful, thinking, "Zhou Ruohan is still Zhou Ruohan."

Liu Zixuan muttered on the side, "Truly, outsiders don't enter the family's door."

If it were any other girl, she'd probably already be scared to death; hearing Su Yang say that, they wouldn't wait for Young Master Wang to react before rushing to beat him up.

Tian Xiaofei flared up: "Zhou Ruohan, who are you calling a dog?"

Zhou Ruohan glanced coolly at the flustered Tian Xiaofei: "Whoever agrees is the dog; nobody else took up that line, you just jumped out—what's wrong? Are you in a hurry to prove your innocence?"

Tian Xiaofei's features twisted: "Don't be smug, don't think your dad's still in office, and with Zhou Tong's mad dog gone, no one will back you up. You'd better follow Young Master Wang's advice and down this drink quickly."

Before his words finished, Su Yang sprang up and slapped Tian Xiaofei hard across the face: "What did you just say about Zhou Tong? Say it again!"

His sudden burst of aura startled Zhou Ruohan and Liu Zixuan nearby; even the previously aggressive Young Master Wang involuntarily stepped back—if Su Yang's swing missed and the slap hit his face, the consequences…

Tian Xiaofei covered his face, voice trembling: "Young Master Wang, look—he hit me, he's not giving you any face at all!"

However, before Young Master Wang could speak, Su Yang stepped forward and demanded: "I'm asking you—what did you just say about Zhou Tong? Are you deaf, you bastard?"

Tian Xiaofei felt his whole body shaking; if he backed down now, wouldn't they keep beating him one after another? Would he even survive? But if he doesn't back down, given this posture, it won't be easy to settle.

At this moment Young Master Wang really couldn't hold back; Su Yang's words weren't just humiliating Tian Xiaofei, they were humiliating him too. If he doesn't speak up now, his face will truly fall to the ground today.

"Su Yang, this is a club, not a gathering of top‑tier hooligans—you'd better apologize to Tian Xiaofei right away; I can overlook the breach of etiquette."

Su Yang gave Young Master Wang a bland glance: "Who are you? What do you do? Where did you come from? What business do you have here?"

The barrage of questions left Young Master Wang dazed. A minor figure he'd never regarded kept hitting his face one after another, and for a moment he couldn't retaliate.

The rest were also dumbfounded; they truly witnessed what it means to be audacious beyond bounds and to have no regard for anyone.

Jia Guolong, who had come along intending to speak up for Young Master Wang and keep up the act, seeing this posture actually retreated half a step, even ending up behind Tian Xiaofei.

A wise man doesn't suffer present loss; though he'd like to cling to Young Master Wang's thigh, he absolutely wants to avoid the possibility of being beaten right now.

The temperature plunged to freezing, even bone‑chilling; those who had been waiting to watch the show now felt a faint relief—lucky they hadn't rushed in like Tian Xiaofei to play the dog, or they'd likely be bruised and swollen by now.

After a full half‑minute, Jia Guolong still whispered in Young Master Wang's ear: "Young Master, what's the point of arguing with someone who doesn't know the depths?"

"Aren't we still have big matters to handle? And in the club, with so many eyes watching, if we really beat him up we'd lose face anyway—after all, this sort of person is just a country bumpkin."

"Slapping him is natural, and he wouldn't feel much. If he were so bold as to spit on your shoe, it wouldn't be worth it. Even if he bit us, we couldn't bite back; stooping to his level, what are our status and position compared to his?"

While saying this, he tugged Young Master Wang away, truly giving him a way out. But if Young Master Wang really left just like that, he'd feel utterly disgraced. So he grabbed the wine bottle on Su Yang's table and smashed it hard on the ground.

As he left, he still pointed at Su Yang and said, "Young man, I advise you not to be overly hot‑blooded."

In fact, he's only a few years older than Su Yang; this remark was purely to save face.

Su Yang immediately retorted, "Can you call someone young if they're not hot‑blooded?"

However, by the time Young Master Wang said that, he had already turned away.

Sometimes dignity is self‑given; if he withdraws now he can at least retreat with dignity, which is better than ending up like Tian Xiaofei. As he walked off, Tian Xiaofei wanted to follow, but Su Yang called him back.

"Tian Xiaofei, did I let you go? You still haven't answered my earlier question; my patience is limited—don't force me to slap you again."