Han Sikong

Su Changhe's eyes lit up.

Why did he not think of this earlier? Fortunately, Elder Chen was by his side, otherwise he would have missed this opportunity.

Su Changhe said to Feng Xiyun and the others with a smile, "Fairies, don't worry. He's just a rascal. I'll deal with him!"

"Oh? Since that's the case, then I'll have to trouble Young Master Su to deal with him." 

Feng Xiyun did not seem to mind the matter blowing up. There was not the slightest bit of panic on her face.

Su Changhe's eyes were ice-cold as he stood up and stared at Lin Dong.

"I thought it was some dog barking, but it was Young Master Lin. What's wrong? Is there something you need from me?"

Upon hearing this, the corners of Lin Dong's mouth curled into a disdainful smile.

"You're just a piece of trash, yet you want to act like a hero saving the beauty. If you don't want to be crippled by me, then hurry up and get lost!"