At that moment, Shen Fanyun was on the verge of beating Wen Ruyue's face to a pulp, yet Long Qingwen was still just trading barbs with him. He hadn't made a single real move.
This... Wen Ruyue was even beginning to suspect that Long Qingwen was just a phony big shot who only knew how to talk big. When real trouble started, he was more docile than anyone, avoiding a fight at all costs!
"Long Qingwen, are you blind? Can't you see him hitting me?"
"Long Qingwen, you promised you'd protect me, that you'd stand up for me! Are you dead or something?"
"Long Qingwen, damn it, protect me! What the hell are you doing? Got nails planted in your ass?"
Wen Ruyue's composure shattered, and she shrieked at Long Qingwen. The situation was suffocating; Long Qingwen was sitting right there, watching her get beaten.
Long Qingwen's eyelashes trembled, but he remained completely still.
