Doing what must be done, Yin Baiyan reached for a rather heavy crystal vase from the side, swung it in a half circle in his hand, summoning the ferocity he had when throwing a shot put in his school days, and released it, sending it crashing toward Li Beicheng.
With a thud, the vase carried the sound of the wind as it heavily grazed Li Beicheng's temple.
The gushing blood suddenly smeared across half of the man's handsome face, making it appear severely wounded.
Yin Baiyan was quite pleased with the outcome, childishly pouting his lips and muttering reluctantly, "Bad luck, you got lucky."
The whole incident happened so fast, Yan Xiaye felt like she had only blinked, and Li Beicheng was already badly injured.
With no one around, she quickly pushed Yin Baiyan, urging him anxiously, "You better leave quickly, the Li Family bodyguards will be here any minute, and this won't be easy to explain."
