"My brother is the one who's truly stubborn!"
Song Peng was beaten so badly that his mouth was full of blood, looking utterly miserable. Yet he refused to yield, snarling at Song Xiaotian in a frenzy.
"You worthless trash!"
Song Xiaotian felt deeply disappointed and enraged.
He raised his hand and was about to slap Song Peng's face again.
But just at that moment, with a "bang," a strong and powerful arm stopped Song Xiaotian's palm firmly.
"He's under my protection. You have no right to hit him."
Ye Xuan smiled faintly, his expression extremely cold as he stared at Song Xiaotian, speaking each word distinctly.
"He's yours? Haha, who do you think you are, Tang Xuan? Just because others fear you, don't assume I, Song Xiaotian, will do the same."
Song Xiaotian shouted angrily, locking eyes with Ye Xuan.
The atmosphere froze, instantly growing unbearably cold.
The fierce gazes of Ye Xuan and Song Xiaotian collided as if sparks were about to fly.
