He Chen took the glasses from Lin Fan's hand and put them on. Although one of the lenses was already cracked, it was still better than no glasses at all.
Through the lenses, He Chen could see Lin Fan clearly. So it was this young man who helped him pick up his glasses. This young man was the one who just amazed everyone with his phenomenal speed.
No one else in the entire place helped him, yet this young man did.
"Thanks," He Chen said, feeling very grateful to Lin Fan.
Lin Fan extended his hand to He Chen and pulled him up.
"Didn't it hurt?" Lin Fan asked.
He Chen replied, "No, it's just the glasses are broken."
Lin Fan nodded and looked at Blondie, speaking calmly, "You've gone too far. The uncle did nothing wrong. Insulting him is already wrong, hitting him is even worse. You should apologize to him and compensate him with a new pair of glasses."
Blondie laughed angrily, "Kid, I did hit him and insult him. So what? Mind your own business!"
