"What are you doing, starting a rebellion or something!"
Yang Tianqi, with his broad and sturdy build, reached to grab Lin Fan's collar as he spoke.
But before his hand could touch him, his wrist was suddenly seized.
"Ah!"
With a pull and a twist from Lin Fan, Yang Tianqi let out a cry of pain and sunk to one knee on the ground.
The grip was like a tiger's clamp, making him feel as if his arm was about to break.
"What are you doing, let go!"
Seeing his younger brother at a disadvantage, Yang Tianfang hurriedly shouted for Lin Fan to stop.
Yet Lin Fan's gaze was icy and merciless.
Just the brief contact of eyes made him shiver uncontrollably.
Those were not the eyes of a human.
They were more like those of an enraged beast.
"Linglong, make him let go quickly, your uncle's arm is about to break!"
"So barbaric, why do you bring back just anyone to your home!"
"Call the police, this is assault!"
Several aunts were speaking urgently to Yang Linglong.
