If it had just been a simple beating, that would have been one thing. The problem was, Lin Han had crippled one of Wu Guangsheng's arms. That changed the nature of the situation entirely.
"Make the call! Get people here!" Wu Guangsheng roared at Yu Feihong.
He was beyond furious.
He never imagined that coming to a banquet and trying to show off would cost him an arm.
"You're fucking dead, kid!" Yu Feihong cursed viciously, though inwardly he was quite pleased.
Once Lin Han was dead, no one would be able to compete with him for Sun Mengying.
As for Wu Guangsheng, he didn't much care. He just figured it was Wu Guangsheng's own bad luck.
"Fine. I'll be waiting," Lin Han sneered before leading Sun Mengying and the others into the Huangfu Family's banquet hall.
Seeing that Yu Feihong was calling for backup, Sun Mengying grew worried. "Should we get Grandpa to step in?"
"Don't worry. I can handle it," Lin Han said with a smile.
Sun Mengying didn't know what else to say.
