Chapter 117: The Zhang Clan of Xiangyang Town "Something you want?" Years of manual labor had given Xie Cheng a powerful build. Especially lately, hauling river snails and eating better at home, he was packed with corded muscle. His glare, combined with the long shoulder pole in his hands, was utterly intimidating. Zhang Erwa immediately lost his nerve. Shaken and uncertain, he recalled what the clan's Second Uncle had mentioned a few days ago: that Zhang Qiao'er was getting…