Upon seeing his nephew's leg being ruthlessly broken, Tang Fengxiao's eyes blazed with anger, his expression turned extremely grim. He looked at Lu Tianxing, who was facing away from the bar door, and spoke with a hint of murderous intent, "Sir, don't you think you've gone a bit too far?"
"Too far? I think I've been too lenient. He dared to poison my drink; it's a miracle I didn't kill him."
Lu Tianxing turned around, his expression cold as he looked at Tang Fengxiao.
"Lu Tianxing, it's you."
When he saw Lu Tianxing, Tang Fengxiao's expression changed dramatically, and he wished he could slap Tang Qing to death.
