CRACK!
Upon hearing Duan Chunfeng's words, Luo Xiu suddenly crushed the teacup in his hand.
The entire hall was instantly enveloped in a heavy, oppressive atmosphere.
"So, you've really latched onto a powerful backer," Luo Xiu said with a faint smile. The next moment, he appeared before Duan Chunfeng like a phantom, grasping his throat and lifting him as if he weighed nothing.
Seeing this, the Duan Family's martial artist bodyguards were shocked and immediately surrounded them.
However, Luo Xiu merely swept his gaze over them. The invisible pressure rooted them to the spot, making their legs go weak as if a massive mountain was weighing them down.
Luo Xiu looked at Duan Chunfeng's face, which was contorted from asphyxiation, and smiled faintly. "Maybe there's something wrong with me. I always like to do what I want first and only consider the consequences later."
"As long as the consequences won't make me regret my actions, I probably won't back down."
