Without even looking at who was calling, Lin Feng casually picked up the phone.
"Boss, it's bad, a group of guys claiming to be local bigwigs don't like us opening a Martial Hall here and have come over with weapons to cause trouble..."
"Cause trouble? Who has zero eyesight?!" Lin Feng was taken aback; who on earth doesn't have any brain and dares cause trouble here? Don't they know how to spell 'death'?
Yet as Lin Feng looked up, he found Tang Zhendong, Lin Zhonghua, Xu Yishan, Xu Jing, and Tang Rou all staring at him intently or with resentment. He suddenly felt that the trouble-causing crowd was truly his saviors!
"I want to personally teach them a lesson... everyone, enjoy your meal. I'll leave for a bit." Lin Feng roared into the phone in anger, casually said goodbye, and before anyone could reply, he swiftly slipped out the door, leaving a dozen guests who wanted to laugh but dared not, standing there bewildered.
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