Ah!
Su Xue cried out in pain and crashed heavily to the ground. One cheek swelled grotesquely, ruining her pretty face and leaving not a trace of beauty.
"Li Wei, you... you actually dared to hit me!!"
The searing pain in her face made Su Xue scream, but an even fiercer pain soon tore through her scalp.
Lin Sheng grabbed Su Xue by the hair, dragged her across the ground, and flung her among Chen Chong and the others who lay unable to get up.
Chen Chong and the others wore expressions of sheer terror. The Lin Sheng standing tall as a flagpole in the courtyard bore no resemblance to the weak, foolish Li Wei they remembered.
Lin Sheng swept an indifferent gaze over them, then picked up a piece of bread from beside his foot. Only a few bites had been taken from it.
Clearly, the food scattered all over the ground was what Li Suihan had left him. Now, almost all of it had been squandered.
"Li... Li Wei, I'll..."
A young man with dyed blond hair had a broken arm. He endured the agony, but still seemed defiant, gritting his teeth as he tried to say something.
The bread in Lin Sheng's hand had already flown out, striking the young man square in the face. The tremendous force sent him flying again, slamming heavily into the wall as blood streamed down his face.
He instantly went still, knocked unconscious.
The horrifying sight completely extinguished any thought of resistance in Chen Chong and the others. Their hearts and guts quaked with terror.
They were all thugs who frequented the slums, no strangers to fighting and brawling. Yet the ruthlessness Lin Sheng displayed now filled even them with unrelenting dread.
Lin Sheng sat squarely in a courtyard chair, legs