Chapter 7 A Glimpse of Skill
"Chen, don’t worry, I’ve got this under control."
"Hao, Chen, we’ve got trouble!"
At this moment, a lackey hastily ran into the private room, urgently saying, "Zhao Zhengxiong is here, and he’s brought a few guests with him to dine in the lobby downstairs."
Jiang Hao frowned and said, "That guy must have the audacity of a bear and the guts of a leopard to dare come to my turf. Chen, you sit tight, I’ll take the boys and have a look."
"Be careful. If they’re just here to eat, there’s no need to make a big deal out of it."
"I know. Brothers, follow me."
Bang!
Clatter!
In less than a few minutes, a series of chaotic noises came from outside the private room, as though something was smashed to the ground.
Ling Chen raised his eyebrows, put down the teacup in his hand, glanced at Nanrong Hao who was sitting upright beside him, and said with a slight smile, "Young Master Nanrong, would you be interested in joining me to take a look?"