Li Xiuxian immediately realized what was happening and his face broke into a wide smile: "Hahaha! I see!"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, I knew you couldn't possibly be that kind of person!"
"So you have three wives!"
Chen Feng, standing to the side, felt a pang of envy. He had three wives, while he didn't even have one.
Why are there such big differences between people?
"Mr. Lin, let's go! Let's go have dinner together!"
With that, Li Xiuxian gestured for Lin Jinglong to get into the car.
Just as the group was about to leave, a dozen black Mercedes-Benz cars suddenly rushed towards them from a distance.
Tear!
The lead Maybach left a deep skid mark on the ground.
"Walk?"
"You little bastards, let's see where you think you're going today!"
Whoosh! Seven or eight figures suddenly rushed out from the crowd and blocked Lin Jinglong's way.
As soon as Lin Jinglong looked up, he saw a familiar figure.
This person was none other than Wei Qingfeng, who had invited Lin Jinglong to the Jiangnan Martial Arts Festival not long ago.
With a sinister smile on his face, Wei Qingfeng rushed to the Maybach, opened the door, and bowed deeply.
Whoosh!
All eyes turned to Wei Qingfeng.
In the back seat of the Maybach, a figure wearing shiny leather shoes slowly stepped out of the car.
He is Feng Yuchun, the president of the Jiangnan Provincial Martial Arts Association!
Chairman Feng is here?
The heads of the major families in Jinling all went forward to greet Chairman Feng.
But his gaze was fixed on Lin Jinglong, his eyes as fierce as a tiger's.
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