Anger echoed through the vast living room.
With fists clenched at his sides, his towering frame trembled subtly.
This was the first time Li Sufen had seen him so enraged. Before, he had only been arrogant and indifferent. She shrank back, her body leaning away in fear.
"Amu..."
Lan Mu's eyes were red with fury; Li Sufen watched him, startled and afraid, as if he were a stranger.
She even doubted whether this was really her own son.
All Lan Mu could think of was the purple bruise on Yan Zao's face. He didn't give Li Sufen a chance to continue. His roar followed, "I'm making it clear to you all now, no one is to touch Yan Zao, no one."
This was a warning, the final warning.
Li Sufen was stunned, her mouth agape without a sound coming out.
Lan Sizhen rushed over, pointing to her own face for Lan Mu to see, "That girl is out of control, she even dared to hit me. What's wrong with teaching her a lesson?"
