"That quality is just too flimsy!"
Li Zishen huffed coldly and casually picked up the clothes on the ground, slowly putting them on.
Despite the lingering sweat and slightly damp hair, the casualness of his attire instantly eradicated the restlessness seen when he was throwing heavy punches, and he appeared particularly handsome and composed.
As he slid open the solid wooden door and walked out with an indifferent expression, everyone was shocked.
"It's alright, no need to persuade anymore?"
"Good, good, no injuries on the face, it's just this hand... forget it, pretend not to see it, so as not to upset the young master. Hopefully, it's just a superficial wound."
"I'm sorry, Brother Shen, I was held up just now."
"Restore the stuff in the phone..." Li Zishen glanced at Chen Xin and spoke indifferently, "Also, tell Bai Long to turn back immediately, to Chicheng."
Chen Xin nodded, "Yes."
What? Bai Long has already left Chicheng, he isn't thinking of going to Huang City...
