"I think you all might want to reconsider. It's not too late to change your decision," Ling Chen said, still calm and indifferent.
"Cut the crap! Just get out of here! No need for all this unnecessary talk!" the hooked-nosed youth snapped, clearly impatient.
"Such foul language. It seems your parents didn't educate you well after giving birth to you."
Even Ling Chen, with his good temper, wasn't made of stone; he was starting to feel quite repulsed by this person.
"What did you say?"
Hearing this, the hooked-nosed youth's face suddenly darkened. Who does Ling Chen think he is, daring to mock me? He's simply courting death.
"Ignorant fool, I'll destroy you!"
The hooked-nosed youth flew into a rage, striking out directly at Ling Chen's head with his palm.
