In the gym.
The people present didn't hear the voice on the other end of Lin Tian's phone call, but from Lin Tian's words, many sensed something was off.
However,
Da Hui didn't notice; he was overwhelmed by intense pain and fury. He turned around, roaring, wanting the few bodyguard-looking youths who had come with him to dial out.
But before he could finish his words, his own phone rang first.
"Damn... who's calling..."
Bearing the excruciating pain of his broken legs, Da Hui cursed angrily, took out his phone, and saw it was his old man, Da Ming, who had called. He immediately turned on the speakerphone.
"Dad... Hurry over here, some little bastard broke my legs! I want him dead, I want him dead..."
As Da Hui connected the call, he bellowed loudly, his eyes bloodshot, and his voice gradually becoming somewhat hysterical.
"You just wait there for me!"
But Da Hui was met with Da Ming's roar of anger, followed by a busy signal.
