"What?"
Fang Wenjie's heart trembled, his complexion drastically changed as he exclaimed in shock, "He is the boss of Yichen? How is that possible? A single phone call almost ruined our family? How, how, how could he have such tremendous power?"
"It's not your place to worry about how the Young Master can have such tremendous power!" A chilling voice sounded as Yan Hu stepped into the Fang family hall.
"You, why are you here?" Fang Wenjie, upon seeing Yan Hu, immediately widened his eyes in shock – he had seen Yan Hu before and knew that he was Jiang Chen's personal bodyguard.
Yan Hu didn't respond, but approached Fang Wenjie and, with a cold smile, suddenly punched him in the right shoulder.
Crack!
A clear sound of bone fracturing rang out, and Fang Wenjie's right arm instantly went limp and drooped down.
"Ah! My arm!" Fang Wenjie's face turned deathly pale, in so much pain that he kept rolling his eyes, as if he was about to faint at any moment!
