"Bear the consequences yourself?"
The faint words echoed. As Jiang Zhe stepped forward, the few people who hadn't already backed away now also gave him a wide berth.
As for Ye Wushuang, he just stood there quietly, staring coldly at Jiang Zhe.
"This kid isn't planning to use brute force again, is he? If he does, he'll probably die a miserable death!" some people muttered as they watched Ye Wushuang. They felt no sympathy for him.
In fact, if Jiang Zhe hadn't stepped forward first, the one facing Ye Wushuang would have been one of them.
"I'll give you three moves to fight back. After those three moves, your life is mine," Jiang Zhe said, staring coldly at Ye Wushuang. His tone was forceful and domineering; he would grant Ye Wushuang a sliver of a chance to resist before taking his life.
