Ye Luo said coldly, his eyes shifting toward that Yan Zhenglong.
"He's the President of the Beauty Association," Luo Jingxuan announced.
"So, it's him. Since that's the case, let's resolve this matter as well today," said Ye Luo, his eyes narrowing to gleam with sharpness.
At this moment, seeing that Ye Luo was ignoring him, Yang Kun quickly took out his cell phone with his other hand and dialed his father's number.
"Dad, come quickly, I've been beaten up, I'm almost done for. This guy who hit me is too arrogant, hurry up and come!" Yang Kun kept shouting into the phone to his father on the other end.
"Kid, once my dad gets here, you're dead for sure. I will make your life worse than death," Yang Kun said, his eyes flashing with a venomous and vicious look as he glared at Ye Luo.
"If you're so eager to experience a fate worse than death, I'll oblige you!"