Outside the villa, a man's eyes bulged and then he kicked the front door directly.
"He's gone too far." Xiao Han's eyes also widened as he dashed out.
Beside him, Bai Suxin wanted to explain, but seeing Xiao Han's expression, she couldn't help but widen her eyes. She opened her mouth to shout, but Xiao Han had already charged out.
Like a gust of wind, Xiao Han rushed to the door. He opened it to find a man around fifty years old, staring right back at him.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" the man demanded first, his tone filled with aggression.
He glared fiercely at Xiao Han. Though just an ordinary man, for some reason, he exuded an aura that made Xiao Han somewhat uneasy.
"This is my house, and I should be asking you—who are you to kick my door?" Xiao Han retorted irritably, his gaze full of hostility.
From the man's tone, he could sense an accusatory air—as if questioning Xiao Han's presence in Bai Suxin's home.
