Ever since he had achieved success and fame, Gan Leixin had never suffered such a humiliating disgrace.
"Tell me your name," he hissed, his voice as cold as ice from between his teeth. "I'll be sure to remember it!"
Zhu Yingning laughed. "A weakling like you… I'm the owner of the Tianxiang Doukou Company. My name is Zhu Yingning. Remember it now?"
Before Gan Leixin could reply, a specific toxin began to invade his body, targeting and stimulating his pain receptors.
"AAAGH!"
The pain was more intense than childbirth, and he could no longer bear it. He fell to the ground, rolling and screaming in agony.
Zhu Yingning turned her head and looked at Yan Qinghe.
"You dare harm Elder Yan? There will be no place for you in this world!" one of the bodyguards shouted urgently.
Zhu Yingning's expression chilled. "Are you threatening me?"
"You!"
The bodyguard started to say more, but Yan Qinghe, remaining calm, waved his hand, telling him to stand down.
