"How could I possibly be causing you trouble? I'm just letting you see the true nature of this beast." Lin Tian smiled at the flight attendants, then ignored their attempts to calm him and stepped in front of the middle-aged man, lifting his hand to punch him in the face again.
"Bang!" With that punch, the middle-aged man's nose bled profusely as he screamed in pain.
He pointed at Lin Tian and shouted, "Do you see? Do you see? He resorts to hitting when he can't win with words, and he still dares to claim he's not that kind of person."
"Heh… it seems you're not in enough pain yet." Seeing the middle-aged man still trying to frame him, Lin Tian looked at him mockingly and swung another slap his way.
"Smack!" The middle-aged man was thrown to the ground, spewing blood from his mouth and even losing teeth, showing the immense power of Lin Tian's slap.
