Defeated in the Clash
Those people continued, "You can think Young Master Shen is violent, but you can't question his taste!"
"You call yourself pretty? Maybe some millionaire or billionaire might fancy you, but trying to scam the Shen Family? Are you tired of living?"
The scene was filled with a chaotic din.
Shen Wuxiao and the others merely watched without comment.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yifeng was watching as well.
He still looked perfectly calm and composed.
Man He truly deserved to be called his capable subordinate.
With that pitiful, delicate appearance of hers, even he felt pity for her. Many people were already saying she was pitiful.
Xiao Yifeng had done this deliberately, to let Shen Wuxiao understand that sometimes, being the sole dominant power was useless.
The power of public opinion was terrifying.
Of course, it would only ferment for a while before being suppressed.
But that was enough.
If Shen Wuxiao moved to suppress public opinion, then Xiao Yifeng had won.
At the same time, it would achieve the goal of diverting attention.
Watching Man He still crying on the screen, Xiao Yifeng felt it was about time.
If they cut it off and left now, it would only leave people's imaginations running wild.
Just as he was about to contact the people at the scene and have them take Man He away, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
On the screen, the scene had been surrounded.
A delicate-looking young man held a silver dagger in his hand.
The reason he could spot him at a glance was that the silver dagger in the young man's hand was constantly being tossed.
Its target was Man He.
"Damn it!" Xiao Yifeng jolted, spilling his red wine.
He did not even have time to wipe it away before immediately taking