Lin Tian acted too fast.
When the iron rod pierced Fang Yongzheng's throat, causing the entire private room to tremble slightly, everyone finally snapped back to reality.
A hand shattered the wine bottle, yet everyone was already shocked, still in a daze.
After all.
A person capable of such an act is definitely a monster-like existence.
But when they came to their senses, they found Fang Yongzheng already dead.
The private room was in chaos, the table shattered into pieces, and Fang Yongzheng was pinned to the wall, his eyes still wide open, filled with endless fear.
The scene before them left many people frozen in terror, their faces pale and bloodless.
"Ah..."
After a moment, many people in the private room screamed out loud, scrambling to hide in the corners, both crawling and rolling.
Their gaze towards Lin Tian had shifted from previous disdain and sympathy to sheer terror.
Especially those female classmates, their bodies trembled like a sieve.
