The men did not like what Lin Feng had to say.
Their expressions immediately darkened, and the friendly atmosphere vanished in an instant.
"Mind your own business, dumbass. If you don't, I'll make sure there's a hole in your body before the day is over."
One of the drunken men stepped forward and brandished a long knife that was only an inch short of being a sword.
The blade gleamed under the streetlights, drawing nervous gasps from several nearby onlookers.
Lin Feng raised an eyebrow.
He couldn't help but wonder how the man had managed to hide such a ridiculously long weapon on modern-day Earth without attracting attention.
Still, the thought was fleeting. To him, a knife was nothing more than a toy.
His calm demeanor remained unchanged.
The same could not be said for the woman they had been surrounding moments ago.
She looked at Lin Feng with conflicted emotions.
Part of her was grateful that someone had finally stepped forward to help her.
