Qian Long's face darkened instantly to the extreme.
Chen Feng had the audacity to kick his son away right in front of him—this was a direct slap to his face.
A glint of cold light flashed in Qian Long's eyes as he turned his head towards the still-shocked bodyguards and shouted angrily, "What are you standing around for? My son has been hit, and you just stand there watching? Attack him!"
Only then did the bodyguards come to their senses. They exchanged glances, nodded, and then, baring their fists like fierce deities, charged towards Chen Feng.
The crowd that had been causing trouble earlier saw this and quickly dispersed, giving way to a clear path, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.
"Mr. Chen, let me help you!" Wu Kun said as he looked at Chen Feng.
"No need, just protect Sister Qing well and don't let them hurt her," Chen Feng replied with a shake of his head and a faint smile.
"Alright!" Wu Kun nodded and immediately stood in front of Lin Wanqing, protecting her.
