"I said don't hurt my little brother, you idiot! You just have to frighten him, so he can ask me for help." Yushen spoke softly as he continued to press the man's cheeks. This was not according to Yushen's previous plan with Masaru.
"Sorry! I-I really didn't mean to," said the stranger.
Yushen lifted his chin, pointing at the iceberg beside the man.
The man smirked and understood Yushen's point. His hands fumbled through the snow and picked up chunks of ice that were shaped like snow blades.
The foreign man then stabbed the snow blade right into Yushen's left abdomen. Although the wound wasn't deep, it was enough to make Yushen's stomach bleed.
Yushen's body immediately rolled over to the man's side. His body was now curled up on the snowy ground while groaning in pain.
Seeing his personal assistant injured, Sifeng felt disapproved. Sifeng immediately got up and grabbed the leg of the man who was about to run away. The man fell down.
