"Pfft!"
With a muffled thud, the chopstick sank deep into Ding Shao's forehead. Only a short piece of its tail remained visible, while its tip had pierced through his skull and stuck out slightly!
Ding Shao let out a muffled groan. His eyes flew wide, and he couldn't believe he had died just like that!
Strands of bright red blood mixed with yellowish-white brain fluid slowly seeped from the center of his forehead. His body fell limply backward, his eyes still wide open in a death stare!
The others around them were stunned by the sight.
Almost everyone gaped in disbelief. Some were so terrified that they collapsed on the spot, trembling uncontrollably. These young masters and heiresses had never witnessed such ruthless decisiveness—someone had been killed on the spot over a mere disagreement.
What was especially unbelievable was the method. With only a flick of his finger, Ning Wangshu had controlled a chopstick from a distance and killed a man. It was like something straight out of a movie!
For a moment, the vast venue fell utterly silent!
Even Ye Nanfeng stood frozen in shock. Then came a surge of shock and anger, his face flushing red as he glared at Ning Wangshu with fiery eyes, gritting his teeth in fury.
He had just demanded that Ning Wangshu give an explanation, apologize to Ding Shao, and obtain his forgiveness before he would let Ning Wangshu off.
But in the blink of an eye, Ning Wangshu had killed Ding Shao right in front of him.
It was a blatant slap in the face!
He was the mighty Guangnan Prince, and he had come to Cloud City this time to recruit the local elite families into the Qianlong Pavilion he was building.
Now someone had been killed at his banquet. If