The room was quiet.
Lin Fan stood in the middle.
Tian Laojiu on the floor was a gory mess.
He finally closed his mouth, the pain had knocked him out.
"Ah, that's satisfying!"
Lin Fan smiled as he picked up a tissue from the table and wiped the blood from his hands.
He then looked up, smiling at the three silver-haired old men.
"You... what audacity... utterly lawless..."
"Do you know that this means you are declaring war on the Three Elders Association!"
"Today, you're not leaving!"
The Three Elders glared fiercely at Lin Fan.
This guy was completely out of control.
"Originally, this was a personal dispute between him and me. Since you wanted to get involved and be so utterly biased, it's no wonder everyone says the Three Elders Association just depends on seniority. What's it to me if I declare war on such an unprincipled organization?"
Lin Fan put his foot on the coffee table.
He arrogantly glared at the three old men.
