"Being able to see the truth early counts as a good thing. I'm just the deliverer of the truth." Lin Tian said indifferently.
Zhang Lingyu curled her lips, clearly disagreeing with what he said. Of course, she didn't know about the photos in Lin Tian's hands. Lin Tian didn't show them to anyone; he just waved his hand and walked back into the restaurant.
Relying on the positions he'd pinpointed earlier by sound, Lin Tian went up to the third floor and knocked on the door of a private room. The door opened quickly. The one who opened it was a man who looked like a bodyguard, dressed in a suit and wearing sunglasses.
Looks like this rich second generation also likes putting on a show, Lin Tian laughed to himself.
A lot of rich people go out surrounded by a crowd; without a few sunglasses-wearing bodyguards, they're embarrassed to even leave the house. But the country is peaceful after all, so many of these "attendants" are just for show and don't have much combat ability.
