"You... you... how dare you hit?!" Song Yifang, seeing her daughter in such a tragic state, was stunned and even her speech trembled. She had witnessed her daughter's hand being broken right in front of her eyes!
"I'll kill you!!!" Compared to Song Yifang, Xue Dahe's face turned beet red, his eyes fixed on Su Chen, and in a rage that nearly led to murder, he grabbed a chair nearby and lunged at Su Chen, viciously smashing it toward Su Chen's head.
"Get lost!" Su Chen frowned slightly, his gaze lifting, and kicked casually.
Bang...
His foot struck the chair.
Instantly.
It was clear to see that the chair fell apart, turning into wooden splinters.
Xue Dahe was thrown to the ground all at once, sliding and retreating until he forcefully stopped at the corner of a distant wall.
After stopping, Xue Dahe curled up, groaning in pain.
Xue Dahai, Feng Lin, and Xue Jian were so frightened that they didn't dare breathe, their faces pale.
