The others who were around them choked on their own breath when they heard Si Yi's dominant and assertive declaration. He simply exuded too strong of an aura! Some people were born with a commanding presence and Si Yi was no doubt someone like that.
He was born a young master of a family who dealt in armaments for generations and the force that he cultivated upon his growth was a terrifying menace.
With this Lunar New Year, Si Yi was already twenty years old. It was still a young age but his status and power were incomparable to others.
Nonetheless, the shock of the others was nothing next to the tremor Yuan Yingjun felt.
Yes, tremor.
Si Yi's strong hand had pinned his wrist in a death grip and the extent of his strength put a deep frown on Yuan Yingjun's face.
The throbbing pain from his wrist induced a terrorized expression from Yuan Yingjun.
