A man, towering at six foot three, strode confidently towards them, followed by uniformed security guards. It looked just like the lead-up to a gang fight.

Xiao Xiao calmly raised her phone, filmed a short video, and sent it to the man who was currently chatting.

Over there, Dad Xiong, feeling quite self-important, lifted his chin as if he were going to crush the three men in front of him with his overwhelming aura. Nose in the air, he said, "Who told me to move my car? My car isn’t moved for free."

Fang Hui couldn’t be bothered to waste words with such a person, so he told the young guard, "Go get your manager out here."

The guard glanced at Dad Xiong with difficulty, the man let out a proud smirk at the corner of his lips, "Manager? Even the manager has to look at my face. I’m telling you, this Kong Mansion Banquet is owned by my family. What? You didn’t think you’d be at my mercy when you bullied my son on that plane, did you?"

Shen Wenxuan heard this and frowned slightly. The Kong Mansion Banquet is a leading name in the Imperial City’s restaurant industry. He’s met the manager, Kong Linghui, a few times. Because the manager’s surname is Kong, it’s named Kong Mansion Banquet. The man before him was obviously not Kong Linghui.

The man then noticed An Ran and Xiao Xiao in the car and pointed with his greasy finger, "You want to leave? Fine, but leave the gaming console behind and apologize to my wife and son in person, or this isn’t over."

"Oh, I didn’t know the Kong Mansion Banquet changed owners. Since reasoning won’t work, we’ll just have to leave our own way."

Shen Wenxuan stood in front of the man, his light gray suit made him appear genteel, even his lips carried a gentle smile as he spoke, forming a stark contrast with the rough-edged, fierce-looking man towering at six foot three.

But just as he finished speaking, his demeanor abruptly shifted. In the next moment, with a loud "bang," his fist landed on the man’s chin, sending the mountain-sized man staggering back. Had it not been for the guards behind him, he might have already fallen flat on the ground.

"Awesome, Wenxuan! You’re great!"

Mu Wanxin clapped her hands. If not for the inappropriate setting, she would have dashed over to plant a kiss.

"Sis, isn’t that kind of behavior a bit improper for such a scene?"

An Ran watched her excitement, unable to resist commenting.

Mu Wanxin grabbed An Ran’s arm, "Ran, Ran, isn’t Wenxuan just so handsome? Let me tell you, I haven’t seen him make a move for ages. The last time was when I was in middle school and a boy blocked me; Wenxuan fiercely taught him a lesson. Wenxuan being like this is so sexy."

After speaking, Mu Wanxin cupped her mouth with her hands and exaggeratedly shouted towards Shen Wenxuan, "Go, Wenxuan! You’re the best!"

At that moment, Shen Wenxuan turned back, and his aura once again softened as he looked at the beloved women in the car, his eyes filled with warmth, "You and Ran stay obediently in the car."

The man didn’t expect the other party to strike so suddenly, shoved aside the guards supporting him, and charged forward, only to be kicked away once more by Zhang Liang before he could reach Shen Wenxuan.

Zhang Liang and Fang Hui were once team members under Mu Xingfeng, hired by Mu Xingfeng as bodyguards for An Ran, naturally skilled beyond question.

Dad Xiong stood six foot three, weighing nearly three hundred pounds, but Zhang Liang effortlessly sent him flying with a kick, and none of the security guards behind him had the courage to catch him.