"Mr. Lin, why are you here?" Qin Zikang's uncle curiously asked.
He had come in such a hurry that he hadn't noticed Lin Yifan's presence; now that he saw him, he was startled.
Lin Yifan was precisely the person that all clans recently didn't want to provoke, the reason being that his identity and background were too powerful and not to be trifled with lightly.
"Your nephew didn't like the look of me and insisted on competing with me, so I competed with him. Turns out he can't take a loss, all sorts of complaints, all sorts of smashing things, making me very annoyed right now," Lin Yifan responded leisurely.
"Hehe! Mr. Lin, this is all a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding. My nephew is usually very sensible and polite; today he might be in a bad mood, that's why he purposely made things difficult for you, Mr. Lin. So please don't be angry, I will personally send someone to apologize later," Qin Zikang's uncle explained humbly.
