Jiang Shihao’s face turned bright red in an instant. The two women clinging to his side trembled as well. They had never imagined that a bit of gossiping would result in a slap to the face, and when they sought an explanation, they were met with a threat. Within these noble families, it seemed truly difficult to reason with a Martial Artist. Their status offered no protection; if they were meant to be hit, they were hit.
After the Zhao family had all departed, the voice of the old lady from the floor above drifted down:
"That young man is not to be trifled with. He is young and hot-headed. You would all do best to behave yourselves from now on. Otherwise, if you end up dead without a sound, no one will be able to save you!"
Having said this, she disappeared at the top of the stairs. She was headed down to the arena.
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