The muscular man didn't even have a split second to react before Li Juezhou hoisted him up as if he were a tiny chick.
His throat was tightly gripped, leaving him utterly powerless to resist. His mouth hung wide open, his tongue lolling out, and his face was plastered with terror.
Li Juezhou's expression was frosty, his eyes devoid of any warmth. His five fingers tightened, making it seem like the next moment he was about to snap the man's neck.
"Did you just insult my girlfriend?" Li Juezhou's voice came cold and sharp, chilling as if it were delivered by a ghost.
"I... didn't..." The burly man struggled to squeeze out a denial, gasping for breath.
Li Juezhou shot him a disdainful glare. Seeing the man's eyes rolling back and his breath faltering, with the barest hint of restraint, he released his grip and let him drop onto the ground.
