"How dare you! Is the noble Yuan family something you can insult and belittle?"
"Lin Fan, don't think you can impress us just because you showed off a little and acted tough!"
"Tch, what a joke. Does he really think he's the old master's savior?"
Everyone's expression changed. Tables were slammed, curses were shouted, and scoldings flew. The uproar was like a chaotic marketplace.
Yuan Ruohai and Seventh Uncle exchanged a glance, both smiling with unconcealed pleasure at Lin Fan's misfortune.
As expected, just a brute. Can a few harsh words really throw him into such disarray?
"Grandfather, Lin Fan... he didn't mean it, please don't be angry with him!" Yuan Youwei's expression tightened.
She quickly rose and moved to Mr. Yuan Sr.'s side, pleading earnestly for Lin Fan.
"Young man, in all my years, you are the first person who has dared to point at my nose and curse me."
