However, Lin Siqing's anger was clear as day.
Even his nostrils were continually flaring.
He remained silent, clenching his thin lips and watching below, channeling all his strength in one move.
The man beneath him screamed in agony, the sound echoing far and wide as if he was being trampled to death.
At this moment, Lin Yuying couldn't bear to stay here any longer. She lightly tugged at his sleeve, sobbing, "Brother..."
Seeming to understand her intent, Lin Siqing finally released the man.
Through thin lips, he directed those in front of him with two words.
"Deal with it."
Then, he took Lin Yuying into his arms and left.
The man, who thought he was about to be crushed to death, felt a sense of relief when he was let go but soon, this was replaced by fear when he saw the goons closing in on him
Oh, he should never have...
...
Once they got in the car.
Lin Siqing instructed his driver, "Find a dress for Miss to wear."
