Watching Lin Chen leave with four beauties, a chorus of lamentation broke out in the airport hall.
"Why? How can such a loser have so many babes around him!"
"Why? I make two hundred thousand a year and can only find a chubby chick."
When Lin Chen and the four beauties walked to the car, everyone's eyes widened.
Damn, it's a Rolls-Royce!
At this moment, these people understood that this young man in market stall clothes was definitely not an ordinary person.
Just as Lin Chen was about to get in the car, suddenly someone walked straight up to him.
"Are you Mr. Lin?" the person asked.
Lin Chen nodded: "And you are?"
"I am Xu Shaoye's sword attendant. This is my master's challenge letter for you. He invites you to a duel at Ten Thousand Swords Mountain tomorrow at nine in the morning," the person said.
"A duel?" Lin Chen took a quick glance at the challenge letter.
"Is this Xu Shaojie Xu Meng's brother?" Lin Chen asked.
"Exactly!" the person nodded in agreement.
