Liu Wensheng did not grow angry at her words. His expression remained unchanged, only looking at her with a cold disdain, as though she were nothing but an ant.
Mrs. Jiang had always been haughty and prideful. Now, being beaten to such a state by the person she hated the most and seen with such contemptuous eyes ignited another wave of fury in her heart, causing her to cough up another mouthful of fresh blood.
"Mother!" Liu Yan's eyes were on the verge of splitting as he cried out in alarm.
The others, witnessing this scene, found it deeply shocking.
Unable to move from the pain and with her breath growing faint, Mrs. Jiang's eyes still glared at Liu Wensheng, filled with intense hatred.
Liu Wensheng's lips curved into a slight smile. With a raise of his hand, he carelessly struck out another palm. This time directly propelling Mrs. Jiang several meters backwards, until she collided solidly with the wall and slumped down.
