"..."
The old man was at a loss for words.
Li Yan's face still carried a smile, but there was a different kind of gleam in his eyes.
The old man in the black cap curled up his upper body, his hands tucked into his sleeves, stammering as he shook his head. "Brave, brave, brave, brave. Please, no jokes, brave one."
He looked mournful: "This old fool is over sixty this year. How can I withstand the rough seas? Please be kind. If something happens to me, my family of orphans and widows will have no way to live on~"
Li Yan still said nothing, just stared at the old man.
The fierce men exuding murderous intent surrounded the old man and a young one, their faces so grim they seemed to drip water.
Zhang Dong had just opened his mouth: "Brave~"
"I didn't ask you."
Li Yan cut him off directly.
The sound of footsteps approached from afar.
The waiter came upstairs, bringing two plates of cold dishes. He was right between Li Yan and Zhang Dong,
