"Just one thing, if you dare to harm my family again, I will make your life a living hell."
After speaking, Feng Bailing slowly put down the teacup in his hand. The moment the teacup touched down, his seventh sense activated.
With a bang, the teacup shattered into pieces, and the tea inside splashed out.
A few drops of tea landed on Feng Zhanlian's face.
Feng Zhanlian felt a burning sensation on his face, and when he wiped his face with his hand, he realized that his skin had been pierced.
Feng Zhanlian was shocked; he could hardly believe it as he looked towards Feng Bailing's forehead.
Feng Bailing's forehead was smooth, showing nothing unusual.
All signs indicated that Feng Bailing was a normal person, but what had just happened?
"Mr. Feng, please remember what I just said."
After finishing his words, Feng Bailing stood up and no longer paid attention to the complex expressions on Feng Zhanlian's face.
As he left the side hall, Feng Bailing's mind was full of thoughts.
