Surname Lin?
Ray Lei’s words made Gloria Rong and the others pause in surprise.
On the other side, Master Lin from Seacrest raised his eyebrows, gave a cold snort, and said mockingly, "So he's actually from my own clan?"
"Yeah, that guy's surname is Lin too, but there's no way he's as powerful as you, Master Lin!"
Ray Lei nodded repeatedly and quickly continued, "Last time I accompanied Brother Dylan Hu to Illustrious Gate Arena, I saw with my own eyes how that Lin guy used dirty tricks to defeat Brother Hu!"
Ray Lei suddenly stood up, his voice full of anger, looking as if he was standing up for Dylan Hu.
This whole speech was also an attempt to undermine Lin Yi’s status in Gloria Rong’s mind.
"Where is he?"
Master Lin from Seacrest spoke in a deep voice, "Since he's here, I’ll personally show him what real power is!"
"If he dares to kill my disciple, today I’ll make sure he pays for it in blood!"
Master Lin from Seacrest’s voice boomed like thunder as he slapped his palm down hard on the table beside him.
With a deafening crash, the solid wood table exploded under his palm, leaving Leon Lu and the others wide-eyed in awe.
“So, tell me—what’s the Teenage King of the Ring’s real name? Where is he right now?”
Leon Lu jumped in, impatient. He didn’t care about the beef between the Teenage King and Dylan Hu—he just wanted to see the guy’s moves.
Teenage King of the Ring.
That nickname sounded legendary, but would he actually dare to step out and show himself...?
Did he even have the guts to show up?
Leon Lu started worrying—what if they didn’t get to see Master Lin throw down today?
"That guy was standing right next to us just now."
Ray Lei said this, dropping a hint and letting out a meaningful sigh.