Chapter 142: Does Your Slapped Face Hurt?

Upon hearing Li Chen's rhetorical question, everyone's minds were inevitably shocked.

He had introduced himself with the Li surname and made such a grand gesture, then suddenly mentioned Li Jiacheng, the Chinese Richest Man. Piecing these two things together, could she be...

At this thought, everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, staring blankly at Li Chen.

No wonder he dared to beat up Duan Tong on the spot and face Wang Tianming without fear, it turned out he had such a deep background.

Instantly, the eyes of the noble ladies were filled with greedy and fervent light, all wishing they could pounce on him and devour him.

Wang Tianming slightly stabilized his mind and smiled warmly, "Of course I know him. I have even visited Elder Li in Newport. May I ask who you are?"

Asking this, he squinted his little eyes, staring intently at Li Chen's expression, trying to catch useful information from the other's eyes.