Everyone was dumbfounded. Meng Chenyi, the Crown Prince of the Southern region and a person who shone like the midday sun among the younger generation, was the most dazzling star.
But today, an unknown young man had splashed a face full of juice on him.
It was an insult, and for Meng Chenyi, it was simply unbearable.
Even Nangong Yin was astonished as he looked at Xiao Han; he never expected Xiao Han to be so bold as to lay a hand on someone. He knew things had gotten complicated now. He didn't want to get the other party involved, but there was no avoiding it now. Daring to do such a thing to Meng Chenyi, death was certain for him.
Of course, that was what Nangong Yin thought.
