Chen Dashan's words were powerful and resonant.
His eyes looked down on everything, with a confident demeanor. Such a man was a true man. Qin Xuan looked at Chen Dashan with a slightly blushing face, and her admiration for him grew even more.
Holding onto Chen Dashan's arm, she said, "Don't worry, I'll go home and tell my dad. He won't let anything happen to you!"
...
On the other side.
At Yan Shao's home.
"Bang!"
"Boom Boom!"
The loud noises kept coming from the second floor. The Yan family's servants all hung their heads low, standing at the doorway, too scared to breathe loudly.
"Ah... Young Master, I was wrong. Please stop hitting me!"
"Ah... sob sob..."
Continual screams of agony from women emanated from Yan Shao's room on the second floor, the sounds of sobbing intermittent. Listening, the servants drew back their necks, trembling in fear.
"What's going on?"
