After Brother Chen compensated the restaurant owner, he dragged the skinny guy and quickly fled, as fast as he could, as if avoiding a disaster.
Seeing Brother Chen looking like he'd seen a ghost, the skinny guy was a bit puzzled. Although he was also very scared of Lin Fan, after all, Lin Fan had shattered a wooden table with one palm, which would terrify anyone. But Brother Chen, being a martial artist, how could he be more afraid than an ordinary person like him?
"Brother Chen, who's that person from earlier?" the skinny guy couldn't help but ask.
Brother Chen said, "There are rumors in Jianghu that those people will soon reemerge... Forget it, you're not part of Martial Arts, no need to tell you too much. Let's hurry and leave this troublesome place, the farther the better, quick, quick, quick!"
The way they fled in panic, especially Brother Chen's expression, made Lin Fan a bit curious, but he didn't pay much attention to it.
