As soon as his last syllable fell, Ouyang Feiyang and Ouyang Chunxia simultaneously stepped back, freeing Ouyang Xueqing in the way. Even then, she had already lost all feeling in her body as she slid down in an ungraceful manner, her eyes staring at Ren Yupei's face blankly.
Xia Wei would have stepped back too if not for Wang Ze confining her. In the end, she only struggled a little bit and obediently stayed motionless, her eyes empty.
Wang Ze clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth. "Ren Yupei—you!!"
Ren Yupei didn't flinch under Wang Ze's furious stare. In contrast, he started to laugh as if he was hearing the best joke in the world. "You didn't see it coming, did you? When you cut off my way to live, when you threw me in the pit of despair, have you predicted the arrival of this day? Have you?!" His face contorted with deep, bone rooted malice and hatred.