Gu Yang's eyes darkened, "Lin Hao, what do you mean by this?"
Rubbing his own face, Lin Hao sneered upon hearing this, "What do I mean, Gu Yang, did you think you could hit me and just leave all dashing? Do you think I, Lin Hao, am made of mud?"
"The young master of the Lin Group is just so-so," Shen Qinglan spoke indifferently, yet her words intensified the conflict between the two parties.
Lin Hao's expression couldn't be described as just ugly as he coldly looked at Shen Qinglan, "I will let you properly witness the difference between Lin Group's young master and people like you who are petty commoners. As a woman, it's better to be clever, especially that mouth of yours. If you can't control it, you won't even know how you died. Do you think the Gu Family would oppose the Lin Family for your sake?"