"Red Scarf?"
Old Zheng furrowed his brows, staring fixedly at Lu Chengwen.
Red Scarf?
Lu Chengwen said, "At this point, I have no choice but to tell you. What happened last night really was... Whew..."
Lu Chengwen shook his head, cut into the steak on his plate, took a bite, then looked up.
"At the time, fifty people broke into our residence."
Old Zheng blurted out skeptically, "Fifty!?"
Lu Chengwen looked at Old Zheng. "Maybe there were seventy. There were too many, so I didn't count carefully. A large number of them were racists. They were disrespectful toward Huaxia people—extremely disrespectful. You know my patriotism runs deep. At a time like that, I had to step forward."
Zhao Ritian leaned closer. "My patriotism runs deep too."
"I know."
Lu Chengwen continued, "I fought off more than thirty of them by myself..."
"You?" Old Zheng pointed at Lu Chengwen. He could not understand why Lu Chengwen dared to brag so outrageously. Wasn't he afraid of getting exposed? But he immediately realized he had been rude, hurriedly withdrew his finger, and instead gestured with one hand. "CEO Lu, you drove off more than thirty people by yourself?"
"About thirty-odd. I got a little worked up at the time, so I didn't count carefully. I never used my full strength from start to finish, because they weren't worth it."
Huo Yunting knew Lu Chengwen was bragging. Everyone knew he was bragging.
Huo Yunting said, "Get to the point. Who is Red Scarf? Why did he steal the Old Woman's dog?"
"That is the point."
Lu Chengwen wiped his hands. "There was someone wearing a red scarf. He looked like he was from Huaxia, though I can't be sure. But his martial arts were excellent, almost on par with mine."
At that moment, the