"Ma Family, Zhou Family?" Tang Ming asked, smiling slightly, looking at Pang Dahai with confusion:
"And which family are you from?"
"You... such an arrogant guy, I am Pang Dahai, the general manager of Tianhong International Plaza. Since you are neither from the Ma Family nor the Zhou Family, you'd better get out of here right now, or I won't be courteous to you."
As soon as he heard that the visitors were not from a Martial Arts Family, Pang Dahai immediately grew arrogant.
"How exactly do you intend to be discourteous?" Tang Ming asked scornfully, curling his lips.
"Hmph, come here! Throw them out for me, and from now on, they are forbidden from stepping even one step into Tianhong International Plaza."
Pang Dahai scoffed, waved a grand hand, and ordered his subordinates to charge at Tang Ming.
"So presumptuous." Xin Badao gave a cold smile, raised his hand, and waved in the air. The dozen or so people at the forefront instantly fell to the ground, unable to get up.
