Belka was seething with anger.
He felt that Selena's disrespect towards him was a result of Wesley's instigation!
He rolled up his sleeves, roared furiously at Yan Ling, "You worthless piece of shit, you have no right to be here! If Selena is too soft-hearted to drive you away, then I, as the young master, have no problem doing it for her. I'll throw you out myself!"
Belka, who stood at one point eighty-five meters tall and had a robust build, was quite the burly figure.
Compared to him, Yan Ling, who was approximately "one point seventy-five" meters tall, seemed extremely petite.
As Belka was about to attack her, Yan Ling's eyes darkened, but she stood still.
Observers averted their eyes, unable to bear watching.
They could already envision the pathetic scene of him being brutally beaten by Belka.
It would be a shame to ruin such a handsome face.