"As long as I can take you down, nothing else matters," the street bully brazenly responded.
Now, face meant nothing to him, so he wouldn't be provoked by Lin Yifan.
"You think these twenty-something losers can take me down? You're seriously underestimating me!" Lin Yifan sneered, not tense or afraid at all.
Watching this scene, the street bully furrowed his brow, his eyes grave.
The person who dared to say such words was either a fool, a powerful individual, or just bluffing.
From everything Lin Yifan had shown, he felt that Lin Yifan was not a fool; so that assumption could be ruled out, leaving the other two options. Personally, he leaned more towards the former since Lin Yifan truly seemed strong and perhaps skilled in martial arts.
But all these were speculations, and their accuracy was yet to be determined; thus, he inclined toward the latter, believing that Lin Yifan was just bluffing, and internally, quite scared.
