Just now, Jiang Chenyang and Elder Tong had been in the VIP room discussing Qin Chuan. He was already seething with anger because he could not accept that Qin Chuan was stronger than him, and the moment he stepped out of the VIP room, he saw Wang Long lying on the ground, face covered in blood.
Seeing how Lu Yanwu was causing a commotion on the eighth floor, his anger was truly uncontrollable.
Lu Yanwu, not the least bit frightened, countered aggressively, "Jiang Chenyang, you're just a fool, no wonder you're outdone by your brother at every turn."
"Was it me who caused a scene first? It was clearly your mistress talking nonsense and publicly slandering me, slandering my friends."
"You say that I'm easy to bully, but today I really did bully you. What can you do to me?"
Lu Yanwu was known as the Little Witch of Yandu for a reason.
At that moment, she had not a trace of her typically playful spirit, only the posture of one ready to wreak havoc in the Misty Rain Tower.
