Shen Yijia ignored him as if she was possessed. Bruiser glanced at Song Maolin, who was foaming at his mouth, and gritted his teeth. "You forgot what Brother-in-law said. You can't kill."
These words were like a switch that finally pulled Shen Yijia back to her senses.
Shen Yijia retracted her fist and shook Song Maolin. Seeing that his eyes were still moving, she threw him aside guiltily. "Well, he's not dead yet. He's still breathing."
With that, she stepped towards the door, ready to leave. After taking two steps, she thought of something and turned around. "I heard that a scholar cares about his hands the most."
Song Dajiang was still wondering what this meant when he saw Shen Yijia squatting down beside Song Maolin and breaking his hands.
Song Dajiang couldn't stay calm anymore. He pointed at Shen Yijia. "You, you!"
