"Listen, kid, you're still young. You can't go around being so arrogant." Rendered speechless by Lin Li, the sallow-faced middle-aged man's expression darkened as he began to lecture him.
"Don't you dare pull the age card on me or try to teach me how to act. A man like you isn't qualified." Lin Li had zero goodwill for someone who would treat a good Samaritan like this.
The sallow-faced middle-aged man, once again shut down by Lin Li's merciless retort, began gasping for air, his chest heaving violently with rage.
Just a moment ago, it had been Xia Qing's chest heaving with anger. Now it was his turn to be infuriated. What goes around comes around.
The sallow-faced man had only been so bold in pestering Xia Qing and blocking her path because he saw she was a gentle, defenseless woman.
Now, however, he was facing a young man. Although this young man looked mild-mannered and wasn't particularly muscular, there was a coldness in his eyes and an unyielding hardness in his attitude.
