The man in white approached Lin Chen with a sneer on his face.
"Hey, who are you to talk to Brother Chen like that?" At this moment, a young man holding a glass of red wine, obviously trying to suck up to Lin Chen, angrily reprimanded.
"Smack!"
Accompanied by a crisp sound, the young man's glass shattered into pieces in an instant.
"Ah!"
The glass shattered and the young man's hand was lacerated by the fragments, bloody and flesh mangled.
Lin Chen's gaze sharpened as he stared intently at the man in white.
On him, Lin Chen sensed a dangerous aura.
"Mengfan, I'm back, and I said I would marry both you and your sister Qin Lan. I've come back to fulfill that promise." The young man looked at Qin Mengfan with a faint smile on his face.
"Pah! Shameless, find someone else to be your woman; neither my sister nor I will ever marry you," Qin Mengfan shouted angrily.
