Faced with Huang Xiaolong's assertive words, Master Ren was filled with embarrassment, anger, and urgency, his face suddenly turning ashen. "Young man, spare people when you can. It's always best to leave some room when dealing with others," he said.
"Bullshit!" Before Huang Xiaolong could say anything, Lin Zicong couldn't contain his anger and said, "You agreed to a bet with my teacher and now that you've lost, you want to default? Ha! This is Binhai, not Hong Kong! Here in Binhai, on my Lin Family's turf, even if you're a dragon, you'll need to remain coiled, even if you're a tiger, you'll need to crouch!"
Lin Zicong was behaving like the brutish young master he was.
All the Lin Family people were gleefully watching Master Ren's misfortune.
