A dog of the Gan Family?
This statement was a bombshell. Many people in the venue glared at Chen Yang, furious. How could this guy be so arrogant as to refer to Mr. Lin that way?
After all, Lin Hai's reliance on the Gan Family was something others coveted with extreme jealousy. Countless people would have killed for even a sliver of connection with the Xuanse Sect's Gan Family, yet in this man's eyes, it made someone a dog. Looking at the bigger picture, Chen Yang's remark hadn't just insulted Lin Hai; it had offended everyone present.
"Where did this damned cur come from? He doesn't know his place, spouting such arrogant nonsense. You must be tired of living."
"Apologize to Mr. Lin immediately!"
Given Lin Hai's status, there were plenty of people willing to stand up for him.
Lin Hai, however, did not get angry. Instead, he stopped them and slowly rotated the walnuts in his hand. He took a slow drag from his cigar, the ember flaring and illuminating the curling smoke.
