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Just as Lin Feng was about to teach the blustering hulk from the influential group a lesson, a series of noisy footsteps suddenly came from the side.
Upon noticing the newcomers, the hulk's expression changed drastically, abandoning his previous cold arrogance for an ear-to-ear grin.
"Boss!" the hulk bowed and scraped to a man in the midst of the crowd.
Seeing this, Lin Feng couldn't help but shift his gaze to the "boss" the hulk mentioned.
This was a man in his early thirties, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose, a thin face, medium height, but the gleam in his eyes betrayed a sharpness. He was clad in clothes that at a glance were obviously designer brands, but Lin Feng, who knew little and recognized few of such things, didn't realize this.
However, the man's steps were unsteady, the exhaustion on his face significant, presumably a result of excessive indulgence in pleasures of the flesh.
