Bastard

A monetary note was tossed onto the table. It was indeed a monetary note worth a hundred silver coins.

Ling Han gave a faint smile. Since there was someone deliberately giving him money, then he would of course not refuse. He said, "Waiter, did you hear that? Someone is treating me to a meal, so why don't you quickly serve some fine wine and dishes?"

"F***!" Young Master Kong was extremely furious. This brat accepted his money and was still not getting lost? He placed his right hand onto the table and threatened, "Poor fool, if you don't want to get beaten up, you'd better get lost quickly!"

In the Imperial City, in a public place, even a prodigal young master like him would not dare to openly threaten the life of someone else.

Ling Han turned his head to look left, then turned to look right, and asked, "Where is this barking coming from? Wang, wang, wang, what an irritating noise!"