The atmosphere inside the bus grew tense at Lin Chu's words.
The attendants in both the front and back rows turned to look.
Jin Bingzou slammed his hand on the table with a loud BANG. He shot to his feet, his eyes fixed on Lin Chu in a furious glare.
This was a high-profile visit.
They were scheduled to meet with influential local figures, who had yet to make an appearance.
Besides, he was accompanying Mr. Liszt, a man whose status was naturally much higher than his own.
Security should have been the last thing they needed to worry about.
He just never imagined that right after their plane landed, while still on the bus, this young man would have already cornered him so embarrassingly.
Seeing him slam the table and stand up, Lin Chu whipped around and slapped him across the face.
The move was lightning-fast.
After all the time he'd spent training, there was no way a businessman in his forties with no combat experience could possibly block it.
