Cao Ziqing clenched his fists several times, then released them all.
His face alternated between pale and flushed, and his teeth made a grinding sound, clearly in a state of rage.
The atmosphere in the café seemed to freeze.
"Get lost, I'm giving you one last chance."
Lin Hai spoke again.
The surroundings fell into an instant silence.
Everyone couldn't help but shrink their necks instinctively.
After all, if Young Master Cao's anger ignited, collateral damage was highly likely.
Damn! The more he looked at Lin's face, the more he wanted to kill him.
Cao Ziqing gritted his teeth, but the thought of the warped combat power of the Martial God behind this guy made him suppress his murderous intent.
"Lin Hai, I will slowly show you that Fate loves to toy with little people like you."
