"This is a society of laws."

"Well said!"

"Absolutely right, what kind of man hits a woman!"

"Only cowards hit women!"

"...."

A chorus of approval erupted from the crowd as a woman shouted in support of Ye Xiu. Applause and cheers followed, praising Ye Xiu for his stance.

Hearing the supportive shouts and mocking laughter from the onlookers, the tall, burly man glared at the two women across from him. One woman looked gratefully at Ye Xiu, while the other stared at him in awe, as if mesmerized. This sight made the man's blood boil. His eyes filled with rage, and he swung his fist violently at Ye Xiu.

Damn pretty boy!

How dare you interfere with my business!

How dare you make me a laughingstock!

I'm going to teach you a lesson right now!

As the man's fist, fueled by his fury, hurtled toward Ye Xiu, a collective gasp of horror rose from the crowd.

"Zhang! If you hit him, I won't let you off!" screamed one of the women in a fit of rage.

Careful? The man's eyes glinted with malice. Even if he were careful, how could this pretty boy possibly dodge his punch at such close range?

He paid no heed to the woman's threats. If anything, her concern for Ye Xiu only fueled his anger. This wretched woman dared to threaten him?

He was determined to hit him!

He wasn't just going to hit him; he was going to pummel this pretty boy's face until it was unrecognizable!

Seeing the man's fist speeding towards him, Ye Xiu didn't flinch. His gaze, fixed on the ferocious man, grew cold.

Although he had already formed a poor opinion of this man when he saw him raise his hand to hit a woman, Ye Xiu hadn't intended to intervene further. He didn't know the details of their conflict and wasn't in a position to pass judgment or mete out punishment. He had simply released his grip on the man's arm after making his point.

But now, as the man's fist closed in, Ye Xiu made up his mind to teach him a lesson. It wasn't just because the man dared to strike him, violating his principle of "if people don't offend me, I won't offend them." More importantly, the man's aggressive demeanor and his readiness to resort to violence infuriated Ye Xiu.

The man's punch was no light matter. If it landed on an ordinary person, it could cause severe injury. This kind of reckless violence was unacceptable. Such a person, if allowed to act with impunity, would only harm more people.

For these reasons, Ye Xiu decided to take action.

As the man's fist neared Ye Xiu's face, the crowd's hearts leaped to their throats. Some even closed their eyes, unable to bear witnessing the impending violence.

They envisioned Ye Xiu being brutally struck down, picturing the aftermath in their minds. In their eyes, Ye Xiu's failure to dodge was a sign of terror.

The woman who had shouted earlier looked on in despair, tears of guilt streaming down her face. She blamed herself for dragging an innocent, kind-hearted man into this violent altercation.

Even the stylish, tall woman who had been staring at Ye Xiu with rapt attention clenched her fists, her expression turning tense.

Die, pretty boy!

Just as the man's fist was about to connect with Ye Xiu, his triumphant shout echoed in his mind, a deranged smile forming on his lips.

But in that moment, the man's expression froze. His powerful punch, just inches from Ye Xiu's face, was abruptly halted by a slender, pale hand.

How could this be?

The man's eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the hand that had intercepted his punch. The delicate-looking hand, more beautiful than most women's hands, had stopped his mighty blow.

His mind raced with confusion, but before he could process the situation, a sharp pain shot through his fist. He let out a pained howl, his face contorted in agony.

"Ahhh!"

The crowd, hearing the man's cry, opened their eyes and looked toward the scene, puzzled.

What?

How is this possible?

Am I seeing things?

When they saw what had happened, their eyes widened in shock and disbelief. Some even wondered if they were hallucinating.

Ye Xiu stood calmly, holding the man's large fist in his slender hand. Meanwhile, the burly man writhed in pain, his face twisted with agony.

It looked like a scene straight out of a movie. If not for the absence of cameras, the crowd might have thought they were witnessing a film shoot.

The woman who had been despondent and remorseful moments earlier now stared wide-eyed at Ye Xiu, disbelief written all over her face.

The tall, fashionable woman, on the other hand, was thrilled and excited. She was now certain that the man before her was the one she had been searching for – the hero who had single-handedly subdued three criminals on a plane and saved her from despair, the young man named Ye Xiu!

"Remember, don't resort to violence, especially against women. This is a society governed by law," Ye Xiu said coldly, releasing his grip on the man's fist and pushing him away.

As Ye Xiu's words echoed, the man stumbled back, crashing into a railing before coming to a stop.

No wonder he dared to intervene!

No wonder he didn't dodge the punch!

He was strong enough to handle it!

Watching Ye Xiu effortlessly push the burly man away, the crowd finally realized that what they had witnessed was real. They breathed a sigh of relief, rationalizing their own inaction in the face of danger.

"Pretty boy, you'll pay for this! I, Zhang Peng, won't let you off!" the man shouted venomously. Realizing he couldn't beat Ye Xiu, he clutched his injured fist and fled toward the elevator.