The dust gradually settled.
Xue An withdrew his fist and said indifferently, "I've said long ago that all this fighting and killing is so meaningless, but it's a pity no one would listen."
No one dared to respond.
A joke, right? After all, who would dare to speak up to someone who could demolish a house with a single punch?
As for that Tan Dong, the museum director, at this moment he was so ashamed he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Did he just look down on someone?
And dared to mock him?
Who gave him the courage? Liang Yongqi?
Xue An slowly walked down from the private booth, heading towards the gentian on the stage.
As he passed by Qin Tian, Xue An gave him a glance.
Even this indifferent look made Qin Tian feel as if all the blood in his body had frozen.
That extreme fear made his whole body tremble.
Liu Shou was now pressed under the ruins, his fate uncertain.
