"A bunch of mongrels!" Han Zongwei erupted in fury.
Long Chen had already hogged the spotlight, which was frustrating enough. But now, even his own followers were running over to fawn over Long Chen? This was a blatant slap in the face. How could he show his face now?
The thought made Han Zongwei seethe with anger.
"Who would have thought! This kid actually has the young master's backing!" Han Zongwei's gaze locked onto Long Chen, a deep chill emanating from his eyes. "I will settle this score personally!"
With those words, he vanished.
Meanwhile, Long Chen perfunctorily brushed off the people fawning over him.
He saw right through them. When you were in a bad spot, they would kick you while you were down. But the moment they saw you had backing, they would cling to you as if you were old friends, showering you with endless flattery.
