The voice appeared so suddenly that Wu Yuanshan was caught off guard.
He turned his head, only to see a young man stepping forward, accompanied by an old man.
"Lin... Mr. Lin..."
Wu Yuanshan's body shuddered slightly, and he looked at the approaching youth with some fear.
Yin Tian's brows rose, and he seemed to have a pretty good idea of who the young man was.
Wu Yuanshan was the master of an almost first-rate family clan, yet he didn't even dare to breathe heavily in front of this young man, obviously proving that the young man's status was higher than Wu Yuanshan's.
So, there was only one possibility.
This young man must be the organizer of the banquet!
Mr. Lin stepped forward, walking up to Wu Yuanshan, "Wu Yuanshan, you've really got some nerve, roughing up my guest at my banquet."
Wu Yuanshan's face turned a bit pale, and he dared not say a word to Mr. Lin.
