An Zhiyuan grabbed the fire poker from the corner of the wall. The poker was as thick as an arm, which scared Li Dashan out of his wits. He feared he was about to be beaten with it.
If he were hit with that thing, his arms and legs would surely break.
In a panic, he shrank back, "You, you are... You can't just hit people at will, I... I... don't come any closer... don't come any closer..."
He couldn't finish his sentence. What could he possibly do to the other person?
Bai Xiao looked at An Zhiyuan in disbelief; An Zhiyuan didn't seem like the impulsive type. Wasn't this kind of thing something she should be doing herself? If An Zhiyuan went through with this, they might actually get taken to court by Li Dashan's family. Then an accusation of bullying the common people would be unavoidable. Soon they would have to deal with An Zhiyuan, she never meant to get An Zhiyuan so much as to lose his job.