Thinking of her previous disdain and mockery towards Ye Qingfeng, a bone-chilling coldness swept through her entire body, leaving her completely rigid.
As for Zhang Yuting, who triggered all of this, she stood frozen in place, with Ye Qingfeng's voice echoing in her ears.
"What I'm going to do now is simply let you know how foolish your choice was!"
Her pretty face turned pale, her heart desolate, with an overwhelming fear surging within.
All eyes fell on Ye Qingfeng, and both Wu Sicong and the tall, strong man felt a cold chill running through them.
Wei Wuming stayed bent over, not daring to move an inch, no one knew the fear in his heart at that moment.
In front of everyone, Ye Qingfeng calmly stood up, causing Wei Wuming to sweat profusely, soaking his back, fearing that Ye Qingfeng might suddenly strike him dead on the spot with a single palm.
"Stand up!"
Ye Qingfeng spoke indifferently, and Wei Wuming felt as if he was granted amnesty, trembling as he stood up.
