"Mu Chen, please stop making a scene. I've got company, and we're discussing some important matters," Tong Lisha said with some annoyance.
"Are you referring to this kid?" Mu Chen looked at the young man and spoke indifferently.
"His name is Zhao Gang, not kid."
"I don't care what his name is. I didn't come here to cause trouble, but I want to offer you some advice. This young man, I've seen him before. He's nothing but a sneaky little person who follows behind others. I'm only trying to keep you from getting hurt," Mu Chen said earnestly.
Mu Chen had seen this Zhao Gang before, three years ago at Catherine's birthday party. The young man was tagging along behind a good-looking woman whose family was not insignificant, but, sadly, her family was later destroyed, seemingly devoured by something.
"Mu Chen, are you sick?"
