Henry Yan's body traced an arc in midair, slammed into the wall, rebounded, and landed on the floor, writhing in agony.
"Young Master Yan!"
Tony Tao and the others' faces changed instantly, shocked by the sudden turn of events.
Everyone rushed to Henry Yan's side to check his injuries.
Henry Yan's face flushed red, and he coughed for a long time, unable to catch his breath.
All the girls' expressions changed; their gazes toward Evan Lin were filled with fear and apprehension.
"Who are you, anyway? You even dare to hit Young Master Yan?" a girl asked in a trembling voice, nervously looking at Evan Lin.
"You probably don't know that Donghua Media is worth over ten billion, do you?"
Another person, thinking Evan Lin didn't realize Henry Yan's status, emphasized, "Young Master Yan talking to you is already giving you face, but you actually refuse to accept it!"
"You..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Evan Lin shook his head and tapped the table lightly with a single finger.
On the table, a dish that had barely been touched flew straight toward the person who was speaking.
Smack!
The entire plate hit him square in the mouth, knocking him flat onto the floor.
Such a simple move scared off the few people who were about to pledge their loyalty to Henry Yan; one by one, they fell silent, full of fear.
"Lynn..."
Zoe Zhao was left stunned by the scene. She took a small step forward and pulled Lynn Chen out from the circle of girls.
Those girls didn’t dare to stop her now; their faces were pale as they stared at the boy who had just disrupted everything.
From Ray Lei being scared out of his wits and fleeing, to Henry Yan being tossed aside like trash, to the boy casually tapping the table and stuffing the loudmouth’s face with a plate of food—
These moves were enough to shock everyone, leaving them completely at a loss.
Lynn Chen looked at Evan Lin, her gaze complicated.
"So handsome..."
Nana leaned in, her gaze toward Evan Lin full of admiration.
But Evan Lin just stood there, his gaze not directed at them.
Evan Lin said nothing.
His gaze swept over Victor Wei, who lay beaten and bruised, but before Evan could speak...
Eric Yu, trembling, peeked out from behind Victor Wei.
He was terrified, his legs shaking uncontrollably, staring at Evan Lin as if he'd seen a ghost.
"W-We meet again..."
Eric Yu forced a humble smile, having tried to bury his face behind Victor Wei.
The moment Evan Lin appeared, Eric Yu was filled with regret and terror.
"He's the one who tricked Lynn into coming!"
Seeing Eric Yu's state, Zoe Zhao quickly spoke up.
She could tell Eric Yu was terrified of Evan Lin, and remembering his earlier scheming, Zoe Zhao was furious.
Evan Lin nodded, replying, "Yes, we're meeting again."
Evan Lin nodded, as if speaking to Eric Yu, but his gaze never left Victor Wei's face.
Victor Wei's face was extremely pale, and he glared viciously at Evan Lin.
He had imagined a perfect script for tonight.
When Lynn Chen was in danger, he would arrive ahead of time and rescue her in front of everyone.
With his status as a member of the Wei family in Beijing, he never expected to be blocked.
If you run into someone from a smaller family, they won't dare to confront you; with bigger families, everyone gives a bit of face.
But tonight, Victor Wei ran into Henry Yan—a member of a medium-sized nouveau riche family in Beijing, whose wealth was built up by the hard work of the previous generation.
He ended up capsizing in the gutter.
Victor Wei was furious.
"Are you feeling proud now?"
Victor Wei squeezed the words out through gritted teeth, glaring at Evan Lin, wishing he could punch him right now.
His rage was about to explode, but he couldn't find anywhere to let it out.
"There's nothing to be proud of."
Evan Lin shook his head. "I just didn't expect to see you again so soon."
I thought our next meeting would be at the real estate bureau or someplace like that.
Everyone else was confused by Evan Lin's words, but Victor Wei's face was now on the edge of rage.
As Evan Lin spoke, he traced an arc in the air with a single finger.
Standing behind Victor Wei, Eric Yu glanced repeatedly at the door. Seeing Evan Lin ignore him, he started edging toward the exit.
He just wanted to leave—contracts and promises be damned, survival was all that mattered.
But just as he took a step, Evan Lin extended a finger and drew it lightly through the air.
A razor-sharp burst of qi shot out like a bullet from a gun, instant and unstoppable.
The terrifying pressure made Victor Wei, already on the edge of rage and restraint, freeze in horror.
Victor Wei felt a slicing pain across his cheek as the qi grazed past him.
Victor Wei staggered, unable to speak.
The qi split into three in midair.
The three strands of qi turned into small, razor-sharp blades, slicing cleanly across Eric Yu's face.
"Ah!"
Eric Yu's foot hadn't even landed before he let out a terrible scream, clutching his face and collapsing to the floor.
Everyone saw thin streams of blood flowing from between his fingers as he held his face.
Eric Yu writhed on the ground like a snake in pain, his screams drowning out even Henry Yan's cries.
As he twisted, the backs of his hands were sliced open by the lingering force of the qi.
Disfigurement!
The Film Academy students watched Eric Yu writhe on the floor in agony, and the word 'disfigurement' flashed through their minds.
The moment that idea hit, everyone instinctively took several steps back.
For these people, their faces were their livelihood.
Eric Yu was disfigured—his future was ruined.
That was even harder to accept than getting beaten up.
No one stood near Evan Lin now. Victor Wei's face showed anger, but more than that, fear.
Jenny Sun and Zoe Zhao had gone pale.
Evan Lin ignored Victor Wei, swept his gaze around the room, and wherever his eyes passed, people flinched, trembled, and avoided his stare.
He didn't bother with them, turned away, and walked straight up to Lynn Chen. "Finished eating?" he asked.
"Yes." Lynn Chen nodded gently.
"Then let's go."
Evan Lin's expression was calm as he turned to leave.
People in front of him automatically stepped aside, not daring to block his way.
When Evan Lin reached the sobbing Eric Yu, he lightly kicked him aside.
Jenny Sun helped Gordon Guo up from the floor, while Zoe Zhao and Nana tugged at Victor Wei, who still stood there with an ugly expression.
Victor Wei wouldn't budge. The two girls sighed and hurried after Evan Lin, not daring to stay a moment longer.
The door opened as they stepped out.
Evan Lin saw Ray Lei returning down the corridor not far away.
Someone was walking beside him.