Lin Chen's steps toward the front came to a halt, and he was momentarily dumbfounded.
Then he raised his hand and pointed at his nose, asking with some confusion, "Are you talking to me?"
He was very puzzled; from the beginning, after those people had identified themselves, he was ready to leave, but why was the elder blocking his way?
"If not you, then who else could I be talking to?"
The elder frowned, his gaze at Lin Chen was extremely unfriendly, as if greatly dissatisfied with him.
And this was indeed the case.
In Qingmu City, the Jiang family was considered a large clan with many members; outsiders wouldn't dare to show disrespect, especially to the elder of the Jiang family standing before him.
But since Lin Chen didn't acknowledge them when they arrived and tried to leave without greeting, the elder felt slighted and naturally displeased.
"Oh, so I stopped. Do you have business with me?"
