So instead she doubled down and looked at Wei Ranshu as if daring him to say one more stupid thing.
He did.
Of course he did.
Because Wei Ranshu was who he was.
He opened his mouth again, but Lin Huahua had completely run out of patience. She did not even listen to the start of whatever peacock nonsense was about to come next. She only moved, angry and fast, and lifted the fish again as if she was about to continue where she left off.
That was enough for Feng Yiren.
Before Lin Huahua could do anything, the fox beastman took one step forward, his lean muscular bare chest rising fast with hot anger, and then his fist moved.
Fast.
Too fast for most of the people watching to even see properly.
One punch.
That was all.
