Yang Lin saw Bald and his group leave, then scoffed with disdain and muttered:
"Such cowards."
He turned to Chen Yuan and said, patting his chest, "Mr. Chen, are you here for tourism? Let me tell you, I know quite a few people here in Jiang City. You can rest assured, if he comes back, I'll make sure he regrets it."
Chen Yuan smiled and nodded. Originally, he had planned to handle it himself, but Yang Lin's intervention had saved him the trouble.
Ji Sifei, however, blinked her big eyes at Chen Yuan, her curiosity growing.
She could discern some changes in Chen Yuan's demeanor, which she attributed to him becoming more sensible after some family incident.
But how could a down-and-out man know people like Tang Linlin and Yang Lin?
Moreover, Yang Lin seemed to hold Chen Yuan in high respect, which was rather intriguing.
"This time, I really owe you all," Tang Linlin said, clearly relieved after Bald and the tough guys had left. "Thank you, Mr. Chen, and everyone."
