Gu Junzhu reached out and swept Ye Xingbei into his arms, shielding her in his embrace, and leaped to the side with her in his arms.
If there had been no chair, he definitely could have dodged unscathed.
But it all happened in the blink of an eye, and despite his quick response, some of the hot soup and flying embers still speckled his back.
Seeing holes singed into the back of Gu Junzhu's shirt by the embers, Qiao Zui immediately panicked.
He pulled Gu Junzhu aside and tore open his shirt to check the burns on his back.
Upon seeing several burns, he cursed angrily and, reaching for a plate that was teetering on the edge of the table, hurled it furiously at Situ Lanyu.
Situ Xu instinctively pushed Situ Lanyu out of the way, and the plate flew past her head to smash against the opposite wall, shattering to pieces.
Situ Lanyu's face turned pale with fright.
The plate flew with a whistling sound.
