"Senior Zhi Bo...", Xi Fang parted from his brother, standing up abruptly. Stunned, Xi Yuan turned to face the man, who was staring at them in dangerous silence.
The moment Zhi Bo's gaze locked onto the man's, an intense wave of wrath surged through him, shadowed by a flash of accusation and a chilling realization. In a heartbeat, he closed the distance between them, seizing Xi Yuan by the collar and slamming him against the cold, dark grey wall. His other hand curled into a tight, trembling fist, his movements barely concealing fury.
Xi Yuan didn't fight back. He didn't have the strength, nor did he believe he had the right to. Everything leading to this—hadn't he been the one responsible? And then it happened. A punch landed against his face, the force knocking him off balance and making his vision blur.
