Upon hearing Nangong Haotian's words, Qin Yang's face also turned cold. When others show him a friendly face, he naturally responds with kindness; when others speak coldly, Qin Yang won't stand for it either.
"Regarding Zilan's matter, I will do my best. There's no need to worry about how others view me. As for those who wish to challenge me, feel free to come."
Qin Yang glanced at Nangong Haotian coldly.
"You..."
Nangong Haotian's thin, old face furrowed, and the invisible aura around him began to emanate.
"Hmph."
Qin Yang snorted coldly, a chill in his eyes. This Nangong Haotian likely had his brain squashed by a door. Qin Yang didn't even know him, yet he came directly to confront him.
As a matter of fact, Nangong Haotian was the grandfather of Nangong Yunfeng, the person who had clashed with Qin Yang at Feipu Manor that day. Nangong Yunfeng came back with some injuries, and therefore, Nangong Haotian naturally didn't have a good impression of Qin Yang.
