Black-iron title (Settling a debt 1)
Editor: Translation Nation
The other male was alarmed yet furious, bending over to pick up a stool. But how would Sheyan give him this chance? Stomping his leg forward, the male instantly felt an insurmountable force against his waist. Directly flying off as he smashed against two tables and 3 person, before landing on the ground rolling. His waist felt numb from the intense pain. This was already Sheyan showing mercy.
At this moment, the young lady finally became frightened. It was like a wild beast prancing towards her. Blood trickled down his forehead slowly as Sheyan roared loudly.
"You...what do you want?"