Ye Ling smiled without saying a word; to him, the profoundly unfathomable martial artist in their eyes was nothing more than an ant he could crush with his hand.
Just then, a quarrel erupted outside the courtyard door, followed by a loud bang as the Lin family's gate was smashed open by a Land Rover. As everyone was about to step forward and scold, they saw the Land Rover accelerate and drive directly into the inner courtyard, heading straight for them.
With a clang, the marble table was shattered, and the food and drinks were scattered all over the ground. The people of the Lin family were also in a disheveled state, angrily blocking the path of the Land Rover.
"Who dares to run wild in my Lin family's home? Do you have a death wish?"
Everyone was cursing and swearing when suddenly a hand swiftly slapped across their faces. After a few loud smacks, they were seeing stars, blood dripping from the corners of their mouths.
