Chen Bing cried out, and after a while realized that no punches were falling, only then did he raise his head in fear and glare over.
As soon as he looked, he saw Third Lu's fierce expression, and the exquisite embroidery on his belt. His mind couldn't wrap around it; he hadn't figured out how he had offended such a group of people.
These people were clearly not ordinary folks; looking at their attire and skills, they must have some wealth.
The courtyard was in chaos, the Chen family broke free from Ying Xi's grasp and dove towards Chen Bing.
Ms. Pan looked up and began to curse furiously, "You bastards, if anything happens to my husband, our Pan family won't let you go."
Chen Bing grabbed her, panting heavily, his face full of anger too.
The old lady, supported by Shu Yu, walked up to him and defiantly kicked him hard.
"Ah..." No one expected the old lady would actually use her foot; she landed a solid kick.
