"Ugh—"
A sudden burst of intense pain made Lin Yebai groan in agony.
Ou Mucen saw this and merely sneered coldly. He walked over and forcefully pressed him down onto the ground, his strong arms pinning him amid the wreckage.
"Lin Yebai, I'm telling you, don't think I wouldn't kill you. I spared you only because you saved her. Otherwise, I'd have already torn you limb from limb!"
"..."
Lin Yebai was pinned there, nearly having his neck twisted, and his eyes, due to such brutality, began to turn bloodshot and blurred.
Torn limb from limb?
In the suffocating moment, hearing those words, he gritted his teeth: "Ou Mucen, I'm telling you, every word I said is true. If you still don't believe me, you can go ask your father. Ask him if what I said was true or not?"
Ou Mucen: "..."
He stared down at him, at least ten seconds passed, and finally, his pupils contracted slightly.
He mentioned going to ask his father?
