C441 Absolute Obedience

Everyone held their wine glasses with mouths agape and eyes wide in shock as they looked at Zhang Xing.

The youngest of the group, Zhang Xing sat on a large, high chair, resembling a young Kaiser presiding over his court.

His eyes, alight with amusement, swept over each face.

Clang! Clang!

Some, whose nerves were frayed and courage lacking, couldn't bear the intensity of his presence