"Sir, we have received complaints that you are causing a public disturbance. Could you please leave?"
Ren Feifan's eyebrows creased as he looked at the dozen or so menacing security guards, laughing coldly," Which eye of yours saw me causing a disturbance? Is everything others say always true? If so, then I'll just say that Zhao Jingshi has a crush on me!"
"Pfft!" Laughter burst from the crowd.
All eyes were now on Ren Feifan.
This guy must be a dunce.
Zhao Jingshi has a crush on you? You wish!
"Haha, Zhao Jingshi has a crush on you? What a joke, with your pathetic demeanor?"
A young man dressed in extravagant attire jeered loudly.
His voice was a bit shrill and grating to the ears.
As he finished speaking, Ren Feifan swung his arm as if to slap him. Though his hand didn't touch the man, a crisp sound of a slap rang out!
The young man tumbled backward onto the ground!
The young man was dumbfounded. Where did that slap come from?
There was nobody in front of him.
