Wu Wei cursed under his breath, "Filthy whore, get out of my way!" He kicked, breaking free from Lin Xi, then swung a wine bottle directly at the old man's face.
But surprisingly, the old man didn't even blink. His eyes, cold as winter stars, reflected an unyielding spirit, not typical of someone his age.
In that moment, everyone held their breath as the bottle descended. If it hit, Teacher Wang would be dead.
Teacher Wang's body was filled with the aftereffects of previous injuries. Various wounds he received from a tragedy years ago still pained him, particularly during damp weather. He had spent many years wondering how he'd managed to survive.
Everyone knew that if the bottle hit, Teacher Wang wouldn't survive!
This respectable Teacher Wang would be no more!
Zhao Jia decided to stand up—she couldn't let anything happen to Teacher Wang. Ignoring the fact that she was dealing with the arrogant son of a powerful family, she reached out to stop the bottle.
