At that moment.
Chen Xuan followed Xing Tai and the others to Lu Haokan's residence.
"Master Lu, we brought Chen Xuan over."
Xing Tai bowed to Lu Haokan and reported, his expression unnatural.
It wasn't him who brought Chen Xuan over; it was clearly that brat who came over on his own accord.
But he didn't dare to say this openly, nor did he have the face to do so.
Lu Haokan nodded indifferently, looked at Chen Xuan, and said coldly, "You don't look like much, but you act quite wildly, daring even to hit my son."
Chen Xuan sized up Lu Haokan, who seemed to be under sixty, with slightly graying hair.
He wore a white mandarin jacket, blue canvas shoes, and instead of a large gold watch, he had a string of yellow rosewood prayer beads on his wrist.
Overall, he looked vigorous and exuded the aura of someone in a high position.
Ordinary people would have long been trembling with fear and unable to speak under Lu Haokan's intimidating gaze.
