The next moment.
"I look down on you, do you have a problem with that?"
Su Chen spoke, his words lightly and softly drifting in the air, and then he didn't give Fang Mi another glance, turning his head away.
Tap, tap, tap...
Step by step, he walked away.
Under the gaze of everyone, who was filled with trembling terror, immense shock, and utter fear, he left.
The scars on Su Chen's hand from the shattered fan blades healed perfectly within two or three breaths.
Su Chen had left several dozen breaths ago.
Only then did the dead silence of the scene slowly begin to subside, with people finally starting to come to their senses, feeling an icy chill to their bones, almost losing their souls and spirits from fright.
"Second Senior Sister, am I... am I... am I dreaming? Hit me, wake me up." Gao Peng stammered, speaking as his body quivered like a current passing through it.
