"Mr. Wang, you know Mr. Wang?" The leopard-print girl looked at him strangely.
Yan Tianpeng maintained his composure, appearing profound and unmeasurable: "I dealt with some things for him before. My name is Wu Yunzhi, go and ask around!"
Now he's someone of identity, and in this situation, admitting cowardice would satisfy the vanity of these young people. Once they've had their fun, they'll naturally let them go.
The leopard-print girl looked even more perplexed, she took out her phone and dialed a number: "Dad, do you know someone named Wu Yunzhi?"
A man's voice came through the speaker: "What Wu Yunzhi, what kind of thing is that? Come home early tonight! Don't mess around outside!"
The leopard-print girl hung up the phone, looking at Yan Tianpeng with a half-smiling, half-mocking expression.
"Hahaha!" The room erupted in laughter, the young crowd laughed until their stomachs hurt.
Yan Tianpeng was dumbfounded: "You're Mr. Wang's daughter?"
