Lin Yebai couldn't believe his ears; he could no longer control himself. He bent down and yanked up the old man who seemed to have completely disregarded him: "Do you really think I wouldn't dare do anything to you?"
"What can you do to me?" The old man, pulled up so suddenly, finally began to speak normally. Yet, the few words he uttered ignited Lin Yebai's anger even more.
"What did you say?"
"Didn't hear it clearly? Then I'll say it again, Lin Yebai, what can you do to me? You are a pathetic wretch who can't even accomplish a simple task. I had to handle it myself. Tell me, what right do you have to do anything to me?"
Lin Yebai: "..."
What is he saying? What on earth is he saying?
He stared at the old man with wide eyes, his face enveloped in a dark cloud reminiscent of the calm before a storm.
