Leng Yuan placed a rock on the lid to hold it down before looking up at the two men.
He saw the two of them were completely locked together.
He didn't even blink at the sight.
They were still struggling, looking like they wanted to kill each other.
Leng Yuan didn't move, just watched them in silence for three seconds.
Chen JianShe and Lu Yuanbin, still fighting on the ground, suddenly felt the atmosphere shift. They looked up and saw Leng Yuan watching them.
They both gave an awkward laugh, then immediately let go, scrambled up from the ground, and dusted themselves off.
Chen JianShe looked at his torn clothes and couldn't help but get angry.
"You little punk! If you want to fight, then fight. Why'd you have to rip my clothes?"
Lu Yuanbin, seeing that his leather jacket was dirty, was just as unhappy.
"You've got some nerve. We were fighting, sure, but why'd you have to throw me on the ground? Do you have any idea how much this outfit costs?"
The two glared at each other.
