"Ah!"
Zhang Shaohu clutched his hand in agony, rolling on the ground. His entire face seemed to be on the verge of distortion, overwhelmed with pain.
His cries of pain echoed throughout the hall, everyone witnessed the scene in stunned silence, no one dared to speak up.
Ren Feng, in front of so many people, in front of so many members of the Yanjing Clan, crippled Zhang Shaohu.
Huang Shaowei stood by, his face dark and cold, his heart twisted, eager to find a way to kill Ren Feng right there.
After doing all this, Ren Feng scanned the room with his gaze, but the others didn't dare to meet his eyes, all averting their gaze.
Ren Feng acted like nothing happened, choosing a seat for himself, not bothering to greet Xu Tinglan, and sat there eating.
Xu Tinglan stood nearby, watching Ren Feng watch her, conflicted inside. Without a doubt, she wanted to sit with Ren Feng, but she wasn't foolish.
