"Wu Liang, why aren't you driving yet?"
At that moment, the back door of the car opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit and trench coat stepped out of the car.
"Dad, these students are messing with me, blocking our way for this girl. I'm teaching them a lesson."
Wu Liang glanced back at the middle-aged man and explained with a smile.
"Wu Old Dog, you've got a lot of nerve."
Seeing the newcomer, Zhou Dafu cursed coldly.
"Rude! Who are you cursing at?"
Wu Liang quickly turned his head, glaring angrily at Zhou Dafu.
"Shut up."
Wu Delong's face changed drastically. He shouted angrily and hurriedly stepped forward to greet, "So it's Young Master Zhou. What brings you here?"
Wu Liang didn't recognize Zhou Dafu, but Wu Delong knew this new generation's "first young master" of Songlan City.
