As the leader of the group, Mr. Ma has been in a high position for countless years. Almost no one present had ever seen Mr. Ma take action. Similarly, Song Yun had never seen this old man make a move, but just based on his current feeling, Song Yun thought Mr. Ma should be at Qingluan's level, perhaps even slightly stronger than Qingluan.
Tang Lin slightly furrowed his brows, then relaxed them, walked up to Mr. Ma, and said, "This... Mr. Ma, you don't need to bother with this youngster!"
"Tang Lin, there's no place for you to speak here!" Mr. Ma threw Tang Lin's words back at him with just one sentence. Tang Lin's expression didn't change; he gave a slight smile and stepped back, but then unobtrusively nodded slightly towards Song Yun.
Song Yun was unclear about the meaning behind Tang Lin's nod, but it inexplicably heightened his vigilance.
