"The next moment, just as the chair was about to smash onto Chen Feiyu's head and crack it open, a look of triumph and bloodthirst appeared on Ma Xianhong's sneering face."
"Suddenly, a slender, fair-skinned hand appeared in the field of vision of Ma Xianhong and the group behind him, and the next moment, that hand caught the chair mid-air."
"Chen Feiyu grabbed the chair with one hand, his expression even more haughty, and said coldly, 'Who gave you the courage to raise your hands against me?'"
Chapter 152