The door burst open, revealing a man standing there like a mountain, his gaze furious upon himself.
His chest heaving violently, the man gasped for air, resembling an enraged bull ready to charge at any moment.
This figure, merely by standing there, already intimidated Xu Gen'er.
It was because he recognized the silhouette—it was none other than Chu Dazhuang.
And he understood all too well.
Chu Dazhuang was the childhood sweetheart of Ma Xiaoqin, the wife he had just married off.
This was a quest for vengeance!!
Xu Gen'er's mouth opened slightly, but before he could speak, Chu Dazhuang, this enraged bull, had already launched his attack.
"Xu Gen'er, you son of a bitch!"
With a bellow, Chu Dazhuang delivered a flying kick, landing it squarely on Xu Gen'er's stomach.
The force was immense, as if Xu Gen'er had been hammered by a demolition ball,
His vision darkened as he was sent flying, drawing a perfect arc towards the wall behind him.
