Zheng Yunqiao’s angry questioning echoed through the hall, turning the atmosphere more tense.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xun did not attack out of anger, but instead, he nodded. “You’re right. This world only respects power and the strong are always above the weak.” 

“But…”

Lin Xun changed his tone. His black eyes flashed like lightning as he ran them over the higher-ups of the Zheng Clan before finally landing on Zheng Yunqiao. “Your Zheng Clan is wrong!”

“What makes you say that?” Zheng Yunqiao objected.

“Because I am stronger than you all, and my fist is bigger than any of yours. Since you humiliated my friend’s younger brother then that means you have humiliated my younger brother. What’s the problem in making you all kneel as an apology?”

Lin Xun’s face was as serious as it was calm, and his every word resounded like thunder.

His words seemed to make sense, but they were so unreasonable and domineering that they left Zheng Yunqiao speechless.

After a moment, Zheng Yunqiao hissed resentfully, “At the end of the day, you are just bullying people with force.” 

“So what if I’m bullying your Zheng Clan?” Lin Xun said disdainfully, “Do you think...