"You..." Zhao Gang abruptly stood, anger in his voice.
"Gangzi, let it go. People like this are not worth our time," Lin Yun stood up, laid his hand on Zhao Gang's shoulder, and said mildly.
Some insignificant figures were not worth fussing over, let alone getting heated for. It wasn't like when he was younger. Could he still just go over and give them a beating?
If his bodyguards were around, letting them handle it would have been more appropriate. Dealing with these people personally, especially over petty issues, would have cheapened his own standing.
Given his status, Lin Yun felt somewhat detached. In all honesty, he didn't much care about provocations from such petty individuals.
"Let's go, we should load up the food onto the car first." Lin Yun, turning around, made his way towards the stairs.
Despite not attaching much value to the food, Lin Yun couldn't just throw it away like garbage as it was the result of his parents' hard work.
