He was truly afraid, wary of Qin Hao's strength.
"Mr. Chu, this isn't like you, who are they to make you so afraid?" Mr. Shen said, displeased, from the side.
Chu Ming didn't know Qin Hao's background, so naturally, he couldn't explain it.
"He's incredibly skilled in fighting. The twenty-plus of us wouldn't even be enough to fill the gaps between his teeth."
Chu Ming whispered into Mr. Shen's ear. He knew clearly that if he didn't explain properly, Mr. Shen wouldn't back down.
Hearing Chu Ming's words, Mr. Shen found it hard to believe that one person could fight more than twenty people. He had only seen such feats on TV.
"I don't believe it. I want to try today. Nobody has ever called me trash before." Mr. Shen said with a cold smile. Yet, his eyes were still fixed on Lu Yanran, carrying a trace of fervor.
Lu Yanran felt Mr. Shen's gaze on her. She picked up a glass of wine, drank it all at once, and then reached forward to flip a dish over.
"Trash."
