Zhou Qingshan's gaunt face instantly turned livid, and his eyes grew cold and piercing.
What an arrogant young man!
"Kid, I advise you not to provoke me. Otherwise, even in that uniform, I won't hesitate to kill you!" Zhou Qingshan said coldly.
Yet Zhang Zhaoyang just stood quietly to the side, silent. To be more precise, he was biding his time. Although the man came from the Martial Department, if he was really here to back the Qin Corporation, Zhang Zhaoyang wouldn't care about the consequences and would kill him without a second thought. Avenging Du Dingshan was a minor matter; the prescription was the most important thing. Any further delay would mean that once those international pharmaceutical magnates and the Martial Association were free to act, he would lose his first-mover advantage. With his connections, even if he had to deal with these people, it wouldn't be a major problem.
So, whether to resolve the situation or let it be depended on the other party's actions.
