A punch was thrown.
It collided with Han Rui's left fist.
Han Rui let out a cry of pain, the bones in his left hand completely shattered.
In an instant, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
This young man, what great strength, no wonder he's so fearless, but with just this level of skill, daring to stand against the Qin Family is as good as seeking death.
"Consider it a lesson, go back and tell your master not to send such garbage next time."
Lu Lin used deft strength to push, directly pushing Han Rui out of the door, "Oh, and pay for the main gate on your way out."
Han Rui looked at Lu Lin standing in the courtyard, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, but he didn't say another harsh word and left in dismay.
"Lu Lin, you..."
