The person addressed as 'young master' by the attendant was a man around twenty-five or twenty-six years old.
The man's expression was full of arrogance, the quintessential appearance of a spoiled rich heir.
"Young master, these are the few people causing trouble here," the attendant said to the arrogant young man.
The arrogant young man sized up Ding Fan, whose plain attire made him appear to be of no importance.
Ultimately, the young man fixed his gaze on Zhao Yan.
Zhao Yan had an exceptionally beautiful appearance and a graceful figure. The young man's eyes locked on her and couldn't move away.
"Capture these people for me," the young man said, flashing a sinister smile at Zhao Yan. "Daring to make trouble on the Wang Family's territory in Ming City, I'll make sure they realize how little their lives are worth."
"How dare you?!" Ling Zhu stepped forward in front of Zhao Yan, her face filled with fury.
