"A group of people who don't know what's good for them. President Shan only advised you because she gave you face. I didn't expect all of you to not know how to appreciate favors."
Chang Ling, who had been silent for a long time, finally said, "In that case, don't blame us for being heavy-handed. When you lie in the hospital, don't blame us for not warning you in advance."
"You talk so much nonsense." Cheng Yan had no patience to continue listening to this nonsense. She waved her right hand forward and shouted excitedly, "Brothers, attack!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Yan's bodyguards rubbed their fists. The moment they clenched their fists, their veins bulged. From the looks of it, they were all martial arts practitioners. Several fists were thrown at Shan Yue and Chang Ling's faces.
