This sudden roar caught Fu Huren off guard.
It turned out that the wine bowl he had just dodged had accidentally smashed onto the clothes of a big man behind him.
Gazing at the rugged big man who was hefty and burly, Fu Huren's momentum instantly faltered, and he began trembling as he attempted to apologize. But seeing the young lady frowning at him, his courage soared back in an instant. He straightened his spine, tilted his head up and shouted, "What's the matter? Is it just horse urine that splashed on you? Why the ferocity?"
Despite his tough exterior, Fu Huren's legs still involuntarily trembled slightly.
How could his timid and weak appearance deceive the big man?
The corner of the big man's mouth curved into a cold smile as he fiercely grabbed Fu Huren by his clothes, effortlessly lifting him up. "Try shouting again?"
"Let... let me go... let me go!"
