"Is that your intention?"
Link's gaze passed over the clamoring refined young man and fell on the middle-aged man behind him, who was slowly stepping into the box in his suit and leather shoes, his hair slicked back, exuding the air of a third generation godfather. He asked indifferently.
"You..."
The refined youth, feeling ignored, immediately got angry and was about to start cursing.
The middle-aged man lightly patted the refined youth's shoulder and softly reminded him, "Ah Wen, control your anger."
The refined young man, referred to as "Ah Wen," obediently calmed down and stepped aside.
The middle-aged man then took two steps forward, pulled out a chair and sat down without invitation. He said leisurely, "My uninvited arrival was indeed rude; I apologize for disrespecting Director Shi and Young Hero Lin."