Wu Mengting knew that Hao Ren had already experienced Chen Tianlong's abilities before, so by saying this, it should be enough to intimidate him, right?
"Oh, really?" Zhou Qianghan and the two little brothers behind him, who were coming over, laughed heartily, full of disdain.
Wu Mengting started to look at Chen Tianlong. After all, she had already made the harsh remarks, and as a girl, there was no way she could take on a group of men in a fight.
Seeing Wu Mengting's pleading eyes, Chen Tianlong took a deep breath and said, "Alright, leave it to me to handle!"
After saying this, Chen Tianlong patted Wu Mengting's soft shoulder, took the opportunity to kiss her fair cheek, then stood up and glanced at Hao Ren: "Who was it again, Hao... something?"
"Third Young Master Hao from the Hao Family, that's Hao Ren. No doubt you're a country bumpkin who hasn't even heard of the Hao Family's Young Master. Mengting, you've really lost your sight to fall for this punk."
