Upon hearing Lin Yafei's words, Chen Changwu's face grew increasingly cold and sinister. He clenched his fists tightly, his expression twisted to the extreme, but dared not make any move. Lin Yafei was right. Now, it would be too easy for Lin Yafei to kill him, especially with Lu Tianxing standing beside her. Compared to Lu Tianxing, he was no different from an ant, easily crushed.
Meanwhile, the waiter standing nearby, who had been trembling in fear, suddenly showed a hint of excitement. He had initially worried that Chen Changwu knew Lin Yafei and that after choosing to ignore Lin and the others, Chen might retaliate against him upon finding out.
But now it seemed that Chen and Lin did know each other, but they were clearly enemies. Otherwise, Lin wouldn't repeatedly mock Chen. If he could perform well at this moment, and perhaps attract Chen's attention, he just might achieve great success.
This was his time to rise; destiny had chosen him for greatness after enduring hardship.
