"I want their fingers." As Shen Yibei's words fell, Feng Wen's face changed drastically. "Mr. Yi, what do you mean by this?"
"Exactly what you heard. Do it."
Shen Yibei waved his large hand, and the bodyguards behind him stepped forward, swiftly severing the two men's fingers.
"Ah!"
The cries of pain echoed.
The blood-covered fingers fell to the ground.
"Mr. Yi." Feng Wen's face turned pale, his voice trembling. He hadn't expected Shen Yibei to jeopardize their relationship over a woman.
"Our contract ends here. From now on, Tian Yuan and Star Moon have no further connection."
Shen Yibei carried Lan Ruowei in his arms and walked away without looking back.
Leaving behind a dazed Feng Wen.
Shen Yibei returned to the hotel with the unconscious Lan Ruowei and summoned a doctor to treat her.
