Wu Chufeng struggled to contain his fury. His chest heaved, and his searing gaze swept over everyone present.
He strode forward and kicked a nearby chair hard. It crashed to the floor with a loud BANG, a sound that cut sharply through the noisy hall.
"Enough!"
Wu Chufeng's furious roar boomed like a great bell, instantly drowning out Wang Cuihua's wails. The hall fell silent, leaving only the sound of Wang Cuihua's choked sobs.
Wu Chufeng shot an icy glare at Wu Wenxuan on the floor, then turned to Wang Cuihua, who was still on the ground throwing a tantrum. He gritted his teeth and said,
"This matter will not end here."
He paused, taking a deep breath to steady his voice.
