He slammed the door hard—the anger, accumulated for who knows how long, caused the already flimsy door to crash to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
The three men inside the room were dumbfounded.
"You... who are you?" one of them stammered, his voice altered by surprise!
Pei Yuanchen, eyes red, said nothing. He quickly spotted He Ziyi in the corner.
She lay there, hair disheveled across her face, body gently twitching, seemingly gripped by intense fear.
Pei Yuanchen's pupils contracted fiercely!
He clenched his fist, forcing himself to focus on the three men.
Seeing the unexpected intruder, the men felt intimidated.
"Bro, if you're interested, you can be the first?" one of them offered, smiling ingratiatingly.
Pei Yuanchen's eyes remained bloodshot.
Without a word, he strode over and delivered a vicious punch to the first man's abdomen, leaving him curled up in pain and his face contorted, unable to speak.
