Song Fengwan's fingers trembled, and the prayer beads in her hand rolled to the ground, breaking the silence.
At this moment, it was as if the air had frozen. Her eyes were watery. When she looked at him, she was innocent and surprised…
She had no time to react to what had just happened.
His fingers suddenly twisted forcefully. When the prayer beads fell to the ground, the threads connecting them broke and fell to the ground, rolling slowly on the ground…
"You broke my things." Fu Chen's voice was suppressed.
Song Fengwan was stunned. Was he asking her for compensation?
"I've used it for many years. It's broken… How are you going to compensate me?"
"I'll compensate you!" Song Fengwan was a little angry, not knowing what he was up to. "Third Master, you drank too much!"
"I'm indeed a little drunk." Fu Chen chuckled softly.
