"Hahaha, indeed, a hero emerges from youth. I am impressed, very impressed!"
As soon as Qin Han had spoken, a hearty laugh came from outside the window, followed by someone flashing into the room.
The newcomer, dressed in white, had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and appeared to be in his sixties. He now stood under the window, his gaze intensely fixed on Qin Han.
Zhong Wanshan and Sun Pinghui both looked at the elderly man in white in surprise. Zhong Wanshan's first thought was that the Chen family wanted to take advantage of Qin Han's injury to eliminate future troubles.
But Sun Pinghui was thinking, "This is the tenth floor! How did he get up here?"
"It seems the Chen family's dark influence persists. It hasn't been long, and they have already sent someone over again. But sending just you, aren't they underestimating me a bit too much?" Qin Han said coolly.
