The invisible sword aura was far too sharp.
Pei Huan's hand had been severed, yet at first he felt no pain. He merely stared at his bare wrist in stunned disbelief.
Lan Lin also stared at Pei Huan's fallen hand in shock. Her face gradually turned pale, and her body began to tremble.
The others were initially confused, then their faces filled with shock.
Zhao Huan had only joined the Anomalous Affairs Department last month. They had held a welcome banquet for him then, and Lan Lin had even given him an Eclosion Potion separately—quarterly benefits had not yet been distributed at the time, so the others had not received any.
When Zhao Huan got the potion, he drank it right in front of everyone without a care. They had even silently praised him for it.
So why now...
Had he suddenly become Pei Huan?
The founding Pei Family was a century-old noble house of the Jing Nation, second only to the royal family in status.
A Pei family member, even if he was not a direct descendant of the main branch, even if he was merely an illegitimate son from a collateral branch, was still like a true dragon descended to earth in a place like Qingtu City. He could truly do whatever he wanted and get whatever he desired.
Yet now, a dignified Pei family member had had one hand severed by Lu Chen—a poor kid said to have lost both parents, possessing neither power nor influence, and so impoverished that all he had left was a worthless villa?
Had Lu Chen gone mad?
How did he dare?
At that moment, seeing blood gush from his wrist, Pei Huan finally felt the piercing agony. His face twisted as he screamed:
"My hand... You dared cut off my hand?