This kid, this pauper whose whole outfit doesn't add up to a hundred bucks, how dare he? How dare he!

This kid is practically courting death!

In full view of everyone, he dared to slap the Li Family's young master. Not even Jesus descending could save his life now.

"Ah—how does this kid have the guts?"

Li Jile covered his left cheek, the throbbing pain on his face combined with the strange looks from the people around him made him feel humiliated.

He, the second young master of the Li Family, has never suffered such humiliation?

This matter is absolutely intolerable!

Li Jile, like a beast driven mad, his eyes were red, he stared fiercely at Lin Beichen, roaring, "Do you know who I am, kid? How dare you lay hands on me! With just one word, I can destroy your family. Do you believe it?"

"Zihe, is this kid out of his mind?" Li Meiting was flustered, her ample bosom heaving violently, attracting the attention of many men nearby.

She tightly gripped Lan Zihua's hand, and said in horror, "How could he dare to lay a hand on my brother? Does he have a death wish? Or didn't you tell this kid my brother's identity before you got here?"

"Zihe, quickly make this kid kneel and apologize to Jile! While Jile hasn't gotten angry yet, there might still be a chance. If not, once Jile makes a move, this kid is truly finished." At this time, a woman in a black little suit also walked over to Lan Zihua and said urgently, "You know Jile's strength, not to mention those bodyguards around him, even just himself, who works out regularly, one punch would probably make this kid faint on the spot."

This woman was about twenty, with a curvy figure, and the little suit further accentuating her charm, her waist swinging lightly, ensnaring many in rapture.

As people came to their senses, several men echoed, "Yes, that's right! Kid, if you're wise, kneel down and plead for mercy quickly, or else you won't even have the chance later."

"Kid, do you not know Jile's status? Let me tell you, in the second-generation circle of Pineapple Bay, our Jile is at the top, capable of blowing away small roles like you with just a breath."

"Why don't you hurry up and admit your mistake? Do you really want to end up miserably?"

"The world is truly full of wonders, a toad actually wanting to eat swan meat! Don't you even look at your own face, is swan meat something trash like you can touch?" Someone raised their head high, looking at Lin Beichen with disdain, "Today, I'm kindly reminding you, someone like you, should honestly earn a living, buy a tiny cubicle in Pineapple Bay and live there, don't act crazy here. This kind of thing is beyond what you can even think about, wishing like that will only cost you your petty life."

Everyone was taunting, mocking, and ridiculing, as if they were gods in the heavens, while Lin Beichen was just an ant struggling to climb from the ground.

Don't know where they get such arrogance from.

"So what if he's a toad?" Lan Zihua stood in front of Lin Beichen, her eyes wide open, saying, "I choose him, what's it to you?"

These words left everyone speechless, looking at each other awkwardly, their faces full of embarrassment, and finally, all eyes turned to Li Jile, since he was indeed the main character in this situation.

Li Jile accepted the ice pack handed by someone, placed it on his face, squinted his eyes and coldly looked at Lan Zihua, "It may not concern them, but it's certainly my business, isn't it?"

"Lan Zihua, considering you are my fiancée, I will give you one last chance. Before I am angered, make this kid who is provoking me disappear. Otherwise, not only will I break this kid's legs and feed him to the dogs, but I'll also impose the Li Family discipline on you. I, Li Jile, mean what I say."

"I haven't even entered your Li Family yet, and you want to lay hands on me? Li Jile, don't take yourself too seriously." Lan Zihua replied defiantly.

"Don't worry." Lin Beichen smiled as he sheltered Lan Zihua behind him, pointing at the furious Li Jile, saying, "As long as I'm here, this guy doesn't have the guts to mess with you. If he dares, I won't mind stomping on his cowardice."

"What?" Li Jile widened his eyes, glaring ferociously at Lin Beichen and shouting, "What the hell are you saying? Ah? Kid, do you know who you're talking to?"

He swiftly stripped off his suit, revealing muscles coiled like dragons and serpents underneath, clenched his fists, and shouted fiercely at Lin Beichen, "Kid, kneel immediately, and lick my boots. Otherwise, I assure you, you'll find yourself neither able to live nor die."

"You know what? You currently look just like a clown." Lin Beichen looked up, smiling at Li Jile, "A jumping clown, understand?"

"Waaagh..."

Upon hearing this, Li Jile exploded like a barrel of gunpowder. In a few strides, he rushed up to Lin Beichen, flexed his limbs slightly, and pointed at Lin Beichen, bellowing, "Bastard, who are you calling a clown?"

Saying this, he lunged forward, his fist almost about to land on Lin Beichen's face.

In Li Jile's eyes, Lin Beichen was just a miserable pauper randomly picked by Lan Zihua to spite him.

This kind of pauper, with no money or power, in any respect, was unworthy of even tying his shoes.

Trash like this, he didn't need to rely on his family power, a single finger could crush him to death.

Yet this ant-like guy dared to provoke him repeatedly?

Truly a death wish!

"What?" Lin Beichen looked at Li Jile in surprise, then turned and said to Lan Zihua beside him, "Didn't I make myself clear earlier?"