Ye Feng's rage exploded in an instant, a murderous aura swirling around him, thinning the air and chilling those nearby to the bone.
"Hmph! Dare to lay a hand on my woman, today even if you were the emperor himself, I will kill you without hesitation!"
Ye Feng turned the car around, heading straight for the derelict building.
At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was seething with fury, the veins on his hands proof of his rage.
...
In the derelict building on Binjiang Road, Liu Yanran watched as Wang Gang approached her with a menacing expression, belt in hand. She instinctively tried to back away, but was unable to move at all, her gaze fixed in terror on Wang Gang as he drew nearer step by step!
"Surprised to see me? I've been sincere with you, but you just don't know what's good for you, choosing to be with some trash instead."
Wang Gang's bloodshot eyes reflected Liu Yanran's frightened expression, and in that moment, he felt an immense sense of satisfaction.