Seeing Lu Tianxing's calm demeanor, Zhao Lin was slightly startled. This move of his had never failed—he would dress himself up as the epitome of civility and refined manners, then engage a woman in conversation. Once her husband or boyfriend arrived, Zhao would continue to behave in a gentlemanly manner, using subtle hints to provoke the man into a cold stare-off, positioning himself as the underdog. This tactic had always worked like a charm.
But Zhao Lin never anticipated that Lu Tianxing would simply not take the bait, as if he hadn't heard a word Zhao had said.
Zhao Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, a glint passing through them. This was just the beginning.
