"Fucking hell!" someone from the back howled.
"Old man's about to stroke out!" another voice shouted, causing more laughter to ripple through the hall.
"You—" Chen Bai sputtered, his face contorting in fury. He couldn't even form a coherent sentence as he felt the pressure of the crowd's gaze, their jeers and insults pounding into his pride.
But Chu Yaoyao, never one to miss an opportunity, leaned over the railing of her VIP box with a devilish grin. "What's the matter, Grandpa? You look like you've got one foot in the grave and the other on a banana peel. You better calm down before your blood pressure makes your head pop off."
"Yeah, or piss your pants!" someone from the crowd shouted, making the hall erupt in laughter once again.
