Ye Zixuan was startled by the sight before her and almost let out a scream.
"Girl, it's okay, step back!" Wang Hao patted Ye Zixuan's shoulder and comforted her softly.
Before his words had even landed, his left hand, like a Flood Dragon emerging from the sea, suddenly shot forward, firmly clutching Boss Xie's wrist.
A surge of horror struck Boss Xie's heart, and he struggled with all his might.
However, Wang Hao's grip was like that of iron pliers, rendering him utterly immobile.
A wicked cold smile curled on Wang Hao's lips as he casually seized the gleaming dagger.
Then, with a smile still on his face, he took the blade between both hands and applied a slight force.
"Crack!"
The dagger broke in midair and fell to the ground with a "clatter".
Witnessing this unbelievable scene, Boss Xie and the woman surnamed Li were both dumbstruck.
