"An isolated phenomenon, an isolated phenomenon!"
Cao Demeng immediately grabbed Zhang San's hand, not that he had any particular fetish of his own.
Cao Demeng was simply worried that if he didn't hold onto Zhang San, the latter would pull a horizontal blade from his storage ring and swing it around.
After all, Cao Demeng had witnessed Zhang San's combat prowess on the battlefield.
Given Zhang San's strength, let alone the few scholars in the teahouse just now who had issued harsh words, even if he were to kill three or four dozen scholars in the entire teahouse, it would not take much time.
"Although these scholars are all book-readers, not all of them have good qualities. We shouldn't bother with those without principles. Zhang San, be good. Let's continue walking. Just listen to me. There surely won't be only foolish eggs like them."
Although Zhang San was somewhat displeased, he had no intention of taking action.
