Xiao Zeyu saw the fierce gaze of the burly man on the stage and warned Zhang Jinglin,
"Jing Lin, be careful. This person is vicious."
"Thank you for your reminder, Young Master."
Zhang Jinglin bowed deeply to Xiao Zeyu. When facing him and Su Qing, he was a gentle and polite young master. When he turned around to face the burly man on the stage, his eyes shot a fierce light. His body was intense as he walked towards the stage with steady and decisive steps.
"Little white face who still smells of milk, I'll give you a chance to get lost. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."
The burly man on the stage was called Li Dong. His name was quite elegant, but he was a brutal person. He had extraordinary strength since he was young and had been in an escort agency. He had learned some martial arts and was arrogant. In addition, the person who had just competed with him had been seriously injured by him. This made him feel even more invincible.
