The reporters froze, each consciously moving aside to make plenty of space for the three people.
Li Beicheng's complexion instantly became extremely cold, his sanguine pupils flashing with an intimidating chill as he spoke in a meaningful, hoarse voice, "Yin Baiyan, don't think that just because you're a member of the Yin Family, I wouldn't dare to touch you."
"Oh? And how exactly would you 'touch' me?" Yin Baiyan lifted his eyebrows and mocked without any courtesy, "If you were Li Yuntang himself, I might actually take your threat seriously, perhaps even scurry home to avoid it. But what a pity, you're just a young master of the Li Family; in terms of status, you're not much higher than me. If you're capable, come and bite me. Come on, do it!"
