Gu Nanyi had acted instantly, and just as that young man had jabbed forward at Feng Zhiwei's nose, he had swiped forward and cut the guy's finger.
"Ah!"
A glass shattering scream filled the air, annoying Gu Nanyi again. He snapped his fingers unhappily, and the chopsticks flew forward, stabbing past the young man's eyes and slicing through his hair.
This casual move might go unnoticed by those who did not understand Kong Fu, but Feng Zhiwei had picked up some things from that man in the large robe. A round and blunt object like a chopsticks should not be able to cut through hair like a razor. This move sent shivers down her spine.
This lesson was enough, and Feng Zhiwei had already grabbed Gu Nanyi and was ready to drag him away and leave, but the young man could not resist, and as he rolled in pain he cried out like a pig in the slaughterhouse: "You all dare to hurt me! You dare — I will destroy you all—"
