Yan Xiao's reflexes were lightning fast. The instant Zhou Guilan raised the lunchbox, he had already clamped down on her wrist with pinpoint accuracy.
Pickle juice dripped through his fingers onto the floor. The woman shrieked and struggled, releasing a pungent mix of cheap perfume and sour sweat that saturated the reception room.
Guan Hongsheng tried to lunge at Guan Yao in the chaos, but Yan Xiao forced him back with a sharp elbow strike. His back slammed hard against the lithography machine model display case, and the glass door let out a dangerous, brittle crack.
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