Just as the motorcycle was about to crash into Ling Han, a large hand reached out, lifted it up, and threw it aside.
The motorcycle bounced several times across the ground, scraping out sparks. In the end, its two wheels spun endlessly, but it was no longer a threat.
Chang Meng glared viciously at the black-haired, red-eyed rider. "Kid, have you eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's gall?"
"Don't you know what kind of place this is? You dare cause trouble here? Are you tired of living?"
Luo Yan said calmly, "Hand him over to me, and I'll leave immediately."
"I don't want to cause trouble in Changle Fang."
"I also hope Changle Fang won't get involved in this mess."
Chang Meng burst out laughing. "What a huge mouth you have! Who do you think you are? Aren't you afraid of biting your tongue spouting such nonsense?"
Behind him, Ling Han said quietly, "Brother Meng, aren't you going to call Mister Zhou out?"
He wasn't optimistic about Chang Meng.
Although Chang Meng was the head of Changle Fang's enforcers and had Advanced level cultivation, the man opposite him was someone believed capable of competing with the prodigies of the three academies of Tiannan.
Chang Meng was still far from Qin Feng and the other prodigies' level.
Chang Meng said unhappily, "With the little money you have, you think you can get Mister Zhou to take action?"
"Did you drink too much first thing in the morning?"
"I'll settle this kid for you, but you'd better keep your word."
Ling Han hurriedly nodded. "Of course, of course."
At this moment, Luo Yan said, "Changle Fang hasn't opened for business yet. Since he hasn't spent any money here, he isn't Changle Fang's guest."
"Why must Changle Fang force its way into