With a whoosh, a surge of warmth flowed through the air followed by a strong stench of urine. The crowd looking on were momentarily stunned, their collective gazes turning to the same direction.
Whoa, the crowd gasped, looking at the man surnamed Tian with unanimous contempt.
"Tsk tsk, to be so grown and still wet yourself in public?" the elder covered his nose, shaking his head in dismay.
"Dressed so properly yet acting so vilely, committing such a filthy act before all the ladies..."
The man surnamed Tian stiffened on the spot. As he heard the crowds' murmurs, his face turned pale, and a surge of rage rose in his heart. His gaze on Zhiyan turned deadly with determination. It must be this boy who had made a fool of him.
"You little scum, I'm going to kill you," he bellowed in fury, his body lunging forward, his big hand opening like a claw, reaching for Zhiyan's fair and elegant neck.
