"What do you mean by this, Ye Leng'an?"
Upon hearing Ye Leng'an's provocative words, Zhongyu Jiarui almost jumped up. She extended her hand, pointing at Ye Leng'an's nose as she began to scold, "You've injured someone, yet you dare to utter such words here. Let me tell you, don't think you're above everyone just because you have Master Huangfu backing you."
A cold gleam flickered in Ye Leng'an's eyes as she stared at the finger near her nose. However, before she could react, Huangfu Ruiling acted first.
He reached out, grabbed Zhongyu Jiarui's wrist, and twisted it. The hand contorted in an odd manner, and the finger pointing at Ye Leng'an drooped down.
Along with Huangfu Ruiling's movement, Zhongyu Jiarui's cries of agony echoed throughout the entire venue. Just the sound of her pain was enough to send shivers down one's spine, indicating the magnitude of suffering she endured.
"Jiarui!" Ye Wanwan exclaimed in shock.
