Chen Tianlong stopped talking and stood up, taking two steps forward. After all, this was the sofa area, and Wu Mengting was on this side; he couldn't let her get hurt.
Standing in the center of the hall, Chen Tianlong loosened his hand bones, then pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and took a leisurely puff.
This move made Xu Fei very upset; he slapped the table in front of him, causing the tea table to overturn.
At that moment, the men seemed to receive a command, and five or six burly men rushed forward bare-handed. Since this was the Xu Family Mansion, they couldn't let it get too bloody, so those holding machetes didn't come forward unless absolutely necessary.
Chen Tianlong disdainfully continued to smoke. These people were putting on airs; they had weapons but chose not to use them, even sparingly going hand-to-hand with him.
