Yan Qingjun's face turned extremely sullen, as if it might drip with water.
Threat, Wei Zixu's threat was completely blatant.
At that moment, the crisp sound of bones cracking came continuously from Yan Qingjun's clenched hands, showing just how angry he was inside.
"Wei Zixu..."
"Enough of the talking!" Wei Zixu said coldly, "Everything your Yan family did to me back then is still vivid in my mind. I'm just returning all the humiliation I suffered now!"
"Either kneel, or wait for your sister's video to be made public!"
Yan Qingjun's face slowly contorted, his eyes filled with blood, like a bloodthirsty beast, completely mad.
This creepy appearance of Yan Qingjun did not scare Wei Zixu; instead, Wei Zixu scanned Yan Qingjun with interest.
