Ling Chen smiled faintly and said, "Friend, I don't know what I am, but I know for sure you are nothing."
Hearing Ling Chen's unabashed insult, the young man's face immediately changed, and he sprang up from his seat, pointing at Ling Chen's nose, coldly shouting, "You wretched thing, you have a lot of nerve to curse even me. Do you even know who I am?"
Ling Chen spread his hands, helplessly saying, "Friend, I don't have the energy to care who you are. Whether you're a cat, dog, or some other beast, it has nothing to do with me. You've taken my seat, I'm just asking you to leave."
"Good kid, you really have guts." the middle-aged man beside interjected, "Standing before you is Yang He from Beijing, Mr. Yang. Do you know what their family does? Whoever offends the Yang Family won't have anything good. Young man, in consideration of your ignorance, I advise you to apologize to Mr. Yang, or you'll pay the price."
