With the shattering crash of the teacup and Ansheng's suppressed, furious roar, the room instantly plunged into an eerie silence.
Veins throbbed faintly on Ansheng's forehead, his eyes filled with lingering resentment and raw fury. He had stood up, slamming his fist down heavily onto the table. His hand trembled slightly, though not from pain.
Ahead of him, Miao Xinxin and Miao Liu were frozen in place, utterly deafened and stunned by the sudden, thunderous roar, completely at a loss for words.
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