"Pa—" Five blood marks as thick as sticks remained on Du He's face.

Du He felt that his back molars had been loosened.

"Cheng Yaojin, you..."

"You still call me by my first name, no matter how big or small you are!"

"Snapped--"

Another slap, this time making Du He's nose bleed.

"My lord, stop fighting."

"It's our fault. Let's leave now. Please let Brother Du He go."

Several people brought by Du He quickly begged Cheng Yaojin for mercy.

They were really afraid that Cheng Yaojin would beat Du He to death right here.

"Zhao Chen, what do you think?" Cheng Yaojin turned around and looked at Zhao Chen.

Cheng Yaojin didn't want to deal such a harsh blow to Du He.

After all, he is the son of an old friend.

But if he hadn't beaten Du He severely just now, Zhao Chen wouldn't have been able to explain it to him so easily.

These cooks dared to rush out with a kitchen knife. Cheng Yaojin was afraid that Zhao Chen would also use a kitchen knife to chop Du He.

"Slap back." Zhao Chen said to the shopkeeper who was slapped just now.

"Dong... Dongjia, Xiao... Xiao..." The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, but he hesitated and did not dare to do anything.

This is a member of the Duke of Lai Kingdom. He is a small shopkeeper. How dare you slap him in the face?

As for myself, I am just a small person, so I deserve to be bullied.
Chapter completed!