The jade fragments scattered on the ground were heart-wrenchingly beautiful, and there was a loud explosion of gasps and exclamations from the audience, drowning out the entire venue.
Zhong Yuejin knew that the bottle of mineral water had caused big trouble, and he was in a daze, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, his arms hanging beside his body involuntarily trembling, his gaze distant as if lost in thought.
On the other hand, Wang Zhongwei reacted quickly. After the jade brought him a significant blow, it took him less than ten seconds to snap out of the shock. With a sullen face, he grabbed Zhong Yuejin and said coldly, "Damn it, this is a setup; your nephew is deliberately messing with us. We must find them!"
Discovering they had been tricked, Wang Zhongwei's face was twisted and sinister, his hatred for Zhong Zifan and Liao Song palpable, wishing he could gnaw their bones.
