The station manager looked at the man's blood seeping from his hair, and his legs went weak. He almost couldn't stand up and fainted away.
The bright, beautiful blood flowed down from the tall and handsome man's temples, and the seductive color seemed to give his prestigious face an entirely different feeling. Those narrow, eagle-like eyes were pitch-black, as if a violent storm were brewing within them. They sharply captured the person who had thrown something in the corner.
The look in his eyes was as piercing as an eagle locking onto its prey!
Damn it, they actually wanted to throw stones at Rong Yan!
If he hadn't been here today, would that stone that was just thrown have hit Rong Yan in the head?
He paused his breath, and a towering anger immediately surged in his eyes. Even Qi Yue, who was stunned on the stage, felt the air around him freeze.
