After all, Wang Jie was nearly 1.9 meters tall, with a strong and bulky physique, not someone that a skinny man with glasses like him could subdue.
When one person dares to stand up, others will follow; if one person is scared but others join in, then nobody is scared anymore.
At that moment, a group of people glared at Wang Jie furiously, but Wang Jie stood his ground without a hint of fear, pulling Li Yuanyuan's hand and shielding her behind him.
"As long as I, Wang Jie, am here, I'd like to see who could lay a finger on Li Yuanyuan."
Though the words were simple, the voice was thunderous, sending shivers down everyone's spine. They looked Wang Jie up and down, and at that moment, not a single one dared to step forward.
With a face ashen, Wang Jie glared at the man with glasses in rage.
"I'm saying, are you even a man, thinking of hitting a woman, for fuck's sake?"
