Li Tingyan was not intimidated by Ni Jia's threats at all. He had said that no one could hurt his wife, or else, forget about demotion—he wouldn't care if they died.
He was a man. If he couldn't even protect the woman he loved, how could he talk about rising above others?
"Rank? Do you think I care about something as insignificant as a position?"
Li Tingyan let out a cold laugh and suddenly lifted his leg, kicking Ni Jia to her knees.
Ni Jia cried out in pain, unable to react before the man reached out and grabbed her long hair, his action witnessed in Ni Jia's terrified gaze.
"Bang"
With an expressionless face, Li Tingyan slammed Ni Jia's head forcefully onto the ground.
The floor let out a resounding crash that sent chills down one's spine.
Before Ni Jia could even scream from the pain, she was rendered unconscious by the tremendous force.
