The flowerpot exploded on Li Yichun's bald head, and immediately, shards, dust, and petals... scattered in all directions, and blood began streaming down from Li Yichun's head.
Mu Tianye's gaze swept past the petals stained with blood on the ground, a flicker of displeasure in his eyes—what a pity for his flowers.
Mu Tianye slowly stood up and walked toward Director Liu.
As he watched the man's feet, clad in high-end custom shoes, come nearer step by step, Director Liu's forehead instantly broke out in cold sweat, his body shuddered, and his pants became wet.
"Mu Tianye!" Ning Xiaofei hastily got to her feet, seizing his sleeve, "Please, let it go!"
After all, this whole affair had started because of her—continuing like this could lead to someone being killed.
Feeling something drip onto his hand, Mu Tianye looked sideways and his gaze landed on his right arm.
