"Miss An, as the daughter of the An Family, how can you act so arrogant and domineering in public, bullying an innocent little girl? Is this how Mr. and Mrs. An taught you? Who gave you the right to behave like this so brazenly?!"
"I did!"
Just as Guh Siyi finished speaking, a cold, deep voice cut through sharply, like a blade slicing through.
Startled, Guh Siyi turned pale and looked in disbelief toward Gu Yelin, who was walking over.
The hall went silent; even the sound of a pin dropping could be heard clearly. Under everyone's gaze, Gu Yelin, dressed in a black suit, slowly strode toward An Yiqing. His movements were deliberate and elegant, yet carried an overwhelming aura of ruthless dominance. Every step he took seemed as if he were treading on a mountain of corpses and rivers of blood, leaving no choice but for others to submit and worship.
