Uncle Guan glanced over at Lu Huahui.
Lu Huahui hesitated for a moment before striding forward, cupping his fists and smiling, "Young Master Chai, long time no see. How is your father?"
"Oh, it's President Lu," Chai Xiujin glanced at him nonchalantly.
"Young Master Chai, I know this young brother. I hope you can give me some face and let today's matter slide," Lu Huahui said with a smile plastered across his face.
Chai Xiujin looked at Lu Huahui, then at Lin Mo, and snorted coldly, "President Lu knows him? Well, I don't feel like giving face to the Lu Family today. What can you do about it?"
The moment those words were spoken, not only did Lu Huahui's face drastically change, but Lu Huan and Pan Yaowen also turned pale simultaneously.
Uncle Guan furrowed his heavy brows, clenched his fists, and exuded a fierce aura.
