"Fuck you! What did you just say?" Zhang Haodong flew into a rage. As a young master from the Capital City, no one had ever dared to speak to him like that.
SLAP!
Lin Han slapped Zhang Haodong across the face, sending him flying.
This scene stunned Wang Yichen and the others.
Instantly, Wang Yichen's expression darkened.
Zhang Haodong was his man, after all. For this nobody to dare hit one of his people right in front of him was a blatant show of disrespect.
"You fucking dare to hit me?" Zhang Haodong clutched his face, which was already swollen like a pig's head.
'How dare this bastard be so arrogant?'
"Who the hell do you think you are to touch one of my men?" Wang Yichen shouted at Lin Han.
Su Youwei jumped in alarm and scrambled to distance himself. "Brother Wang, this was entirely the action of this good-for-nothing Lin. It has nothing to do with my sister! If you're going to punish someone, punish him."
