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But at that moment, Jiang Chen remained calm, embodying an overwhelming style.
"Hoo hoo hoo~"
Jin Shengkai's breathing became rapid, his anger simmering like a volcano ready to erupt.
"Don't think that just because you're a Martial Artist, you can act with impunity. Behind me, there are people you can't afford to provoke," Jin Shengkai said, his tone heavy and his gaze sharp.
"Whoosh~ Whoosh!"
Suddenly, the chopsticks in Jiang Chen's hand vanished again. Jin Shengkai reacted quickly and looked down, only to find the chopsticks not embedded in his foot but stuck in the sides of his ears.
"You've gone too far! I won't let this go. If you have the guts, leave your name," Jin Shengkai fumed.
"Jiang Chen," Jiang Chen replied casually. "Now, you can leave."
"We'll see about that," Jin Shengkai retorted angrily. A wise man knows when to retreat; being in the underworld, he understood that there were many experts in Huaxia Martial Arts. This time he had encountered a formidable opponent and could only suffer a temporary setback before seeking revenge later.
Holding his ears, Jin Shengkai hurriedly left, followed by his two bodyguards, who limped as they walked away.
The restaurant gradually returned to calm as Jiang Chen continued eating, his expression indifferent as if nothing had happened.
While Jiang Chen could remain unfazed, Xiong Sumei and the others were unable to maintain their composure.
Qian Wenwu and his companions sat at their table with pale faces; no one could imagine that Jiang Chen was indeed a hidden master. The shock it caused them was immense.
"That kid is surprisingly strong? He must have some hidden secrets for getting close to Sumei," Chen Shuifeng suddenly scoffed. For some reason, seeing Jiang Chen's sudden prowess left her feeling uneasy.
"Actually, he's not that impressive. I've seen true martial arts masters before—once I met a Master of Transformation who was a real expert; he could walk on walls and injure someone just by plucking a leaf. This kid using chopsticks is nothing special; it's just some decent qi manipulation. Those online performers can pierce steel plates with chopsticks; he's probably around that level," Qian Wenwu snapped back to reality, though he couldn't help but admire Jiang Chen's technique internally while pretending to be dismissive.
"I see. But he has guts; that Boss Jin doesn't seem like a good person and will likely seek revenge," Li Chengdu remarked.
"That's not our concern; this matter has nothing to do with us, so we should stay out of it," Qian Wenwu replied.
"What about Sumei?" Chen Shuifeng asked.
"We're barely safe ourselves; we can't worry about her anymore. Besides, Boss Jin won't do anything to Xiong Sumei as long as she pays him off. The situation was almost resolved until that kid intervened and escalated things—now it might take ten million to settle this," Qian Wenwu analyzed.
The group continued to whisper among themselves, throwing cold remarks at Jiang Chen.
"Miss Xiong, let's eat; don't dwell on what happened earlier," Jiang Chen said with a slight smile.
"Uh, okay," Xiong Sumei replied awkwardly, hastily starting to eat again. However, how could she not be concerned after such an incident? What was initially a minor issue had escalated into something serious because Jiang Chen had injured someone; it seemed unlikely that this would resolve easily now.
Distractedly taking a few bites, Xiong Sumei felt increasingly anxious, glancing frequently at the restaurant entrance in fear that Jin Shengkai and his crew would return.
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