"Who are you?" Both of Chu Yuan's hands were gone. His eyes were blood-red as they peered at Han Sen.
"I am just the father of a child," Han Sen coldly said.
"I will exact vengeance for this transgression." Chu Yuan hissed these seven words through a small gap in his teeth. His legs had an explosive power that enabled him to break space and leave.
But Han Sen's finger moved. It resulted in Chu Yuan's body suddenly falling from the sky like a bird that had lost its wings. He was like a plane that had run out of fuel.
Pang!
Chu Yuan fell onto the ice. His body was suppressed. He could not move. He just laid on the ice field, writhing in pain.
"Did I say you were allowed to leave?" Han Sen walked up to Chu Yuan. He coldly looked at Chu Yuan, who was on the ground and unable to move. "I hate killing people, but I despise people that bully my daughter even more."