The two experienced men, both impressively strong, collided arm to arm. Si Mo's shirt buttons were ripped off in the clash, exposing a large expanse of skin on his chest.
A jolt of shock ran through Si Mo. He loosened his grip and began fixing his torn shirt.
"What the hell are you doing!" Tang Jin stormed in, shouting in horror.
He had heard signs of trouble and came out to find that Xia Yiwan had barged in with others.
Then he saw that his seemingly invincible brother nearly got beaten up.
The thunderously loud roar caught everyone's attention.
Si Mo immediately pushed away Mu Cangkong, adjusted his shirt, got up, and walked to the French window, pretending to look outside.
"Bro! Are you okay?" Si Nuanqian immediately rushed past Mu Cangkong to stand in front of Si Mo.
Si Mo shook his head slightly.
Tang Jin strode towards Xia Yiwan: "Wanwan, you..."
However, Xia Yiwan didn't look at him but furrowed her eyebrows, looking somewhat worried at Si Mo.
