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Unaffected, Yang Chen scanned his surroundings. Seeing that no one else had dared to look for trouble, a friendly smile appeared on his face. “Thats more like it. Everyone is just here to work. All we need to do is to give each other some respect. About time we stop trying to extort someone to benefit ourselves, okay?”

The crowd hurriedly nodded along, letting a wry smile peek through.

But that didnt sit well with Zhang Kaiwei, who was on the ground and had half of his face swollen. He was badly bruised and bleeding.

He struggled to remove himself from the ground, hastily wiping off the fluids that had gathered at the corner of his mouth. Zhang Kaiwei was so angry that he started to shake.

Pointing his finger at Yang Chen, Zhang Kaiwei yelled. “How dare you hit me! Do you even know who backs me up? Just you wait, youll be sorry when you get charged at court and sentenced to imprisonment! My millions of fans in the country can drown you with spit!”

How absurd. A majority of the crowd looked at him as if he was an idiot.

The man he was threatening had the power to ask the American diva for help. Kaiweis background support meant nothing in this context!

Yang Chens smiley expression disappeared. He glared at Zhang Kaiweis bodyguards who were already on the floor. Then, he motioned one of the crew members over with a hook of his finger.

Said crew had already broken out into panicked cold sweat. He lowered his body and asked with a wobbly smile, “Director Yang… What can I help you with?”

Yang Chen flashed him a smile, giving a few pats to his shoulder. “Calm down, I just want to borrow a camera.”

“A camera?”

Yang Chen nodded with an eerie smile.

Half an hour later, a few media reporters and their photographers were engaged in their conversation as they enjoyed their lunchbox outside the set.