Chapter 393: Gambling on Antiques

Jin Lingsu's face suddenly flickered with a hint of murderous intent; the golden spikes somehow appeared in his hand and viciously stabbed into Lu Dashan's hand.

A shrill scream echoed in an instant, and everyone in the restaurant widened their eyes; the noise that had been present just a moment ago fell silent.

"What are you doing? How dare you lay hands on me? Do you know I have a reputation here?"

Jin Lingsu didn't care for that, raising his hand and fiercely slapping Lu Dashan's face, sending his body crashing to the ground.

Such a strong show of force stunned everyone.

No one expected Jin Lingsu to be so formidable.

Chen Yu ate his meat, looking as if it was all only to be expected.

"Alright, this place is still the Dongming Gorge, after all, and we need to follow the house rules. Let him go; we don't need any additional troubles."

Jin Lingsu said no more, simply retracting his sword-spikes.