All eyes turned to one spot—a young man dressed in strange and flamboyant attire, leaning back nonchalantly in a chair, with his legs crossed and fingers constantly digging into his nostrils. He then casually flicked them away as if nothing had happened.,Wang Lin caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye and immediately retracted his fist. He rolled on the ground, then with a whirlwind kick around the pillar, used his hands to support himself and kicked upwards at someone's face with both feet.,Blood gushed from his nose, and tears streamed uncontrollably from his eyes. Taking advantage of the man's retreat to wipe away his tears, Wang Lin rose to his feet in an instant, landing a powerful whip kick on his head.。