Rui Qing yelled angrily and made the imposing middle-aged man take a look at Lin Xun.

Lin Xun appeared to be a handsome, gentle and harmless youngster, but when the middle-aged man met Lin Xun’s deep and dark eyes, he inexplicably felt a sense of fear surge to his heart. 

He narrowed his eyes slightly, swept a glance around, and said in bewilderment, “A fierce battle seemed to have happened just now?”

Lin Xun smiled inwardly. He knew that the imposing middle-aged man was a cunning old fox and had already sensed that something was wrong. 

“That’s correct.” Lin Xun nodded. 

Rui Qing interrupted, “Father, don’t waste time talking to him. Just kill him!”

Lin Xun smiled. “Friend, if I hadn’t thrown you out of the restaurant just now, do you think you would still be alive?” He directed him to the rubble of the restaurant as he was speaking. 

Rui Qing fumed, “What the hell do you mean by you saved me? Do I need you to save me?”

He stormed toward Lin Xun and swung his hand towards his face. He knew that he didn’t...