Ding Yufei was so scared that he even contemplated retreating.
But what was Qin Guang's speed? The moment the thought of retreating surfaced in Ding Yufei's mind, Qin Guang's foot had already reached his vulnerable spot.
"Don't, please..."
Ding Yufei screamed in fright—Qin Guang was truly ruthless!
If he had known it would come to this, he would have been willing to kowtow and apologize.
What was the point of living if he couldn't retain his dignity? In the face of such a major issue, any sense of pride was trivial.
Ding Yufei's face turned pale with fear, and in the blink of an eye, the tip of Qin Guang's foot was less than five centimeters away from him.
It looked as though he was about to be utterly humiliated.
No one knew if it was because Qin Guang had heard Ding Yufei's pleading, or if he had suddenly changed his mind.
Qin Guang's foot abruptly stopped.
