Lu Lingche was caught off guard by a punch but reacted swiftly, retaliating before the two men tumbled into a fight.
His assistant, Yuanshan, who had been driving, was so scared that he hurriedly jumped out of the car to help.
However, Qiao Yin had already recognized who was attacking Lu Lingche. She quickly shouted, "Lu Lingche, stop! Don't hit my brother!"
By now, Lu Lingche had also recognized who it was. He firmly pinned Qiao Jiasen, his tone reeking of anger, "Are you blind? Can't you see he was the first to hit me? Can't you see him taking hard swings at my face? Why aren't you telling him to stop?"
Seeing her younger brother groaning in pain, Qiao Yin shouted, "He's just a kid. Let him go!"
"Whose kid is six feet tall? Still a child at twenty?"
"He is only sixteen!"
Lu Lingche had plainly guessed his age, never really caring about such matters. Nevertheless, hearing that Qiao Jiasen was only sixteen, he finally let go.
