He had no face to stay here any longer.
"Isn't anyone brave enough to step up?"
"Too bad, just starting to enjoy the fight."
"Why not give it a go, Mr. Yanming? We've known each other for so long but never crossed fists."
Lin Zheyu smirked as he glanced at Lee Yanming in the crowd; he had noticed Tang Weizhong's gaze towards Lee Yanming earlier.
This guy really seems to have some secret dealings with the other side.
"No, no."
"Mr. Zhao is very strong. I'm no match, so I won't go up and embarrass myself," Lee Yanming quickly waved his hand, saying with a chuckle.
His smile was as unaffected as ever, as if the previous event had nothing to do with him.
Lin Zheyu couldn't help but be a bit surprised; is this guy's disposition that good, or does he have other plans?
'I'll talk to Lee Mengxi about this later; since it's their family matter, it's not appropriate for an outsider like me to intervene,' Lin Zheyu pondered to himself.
