In stark contrast, Lin Beichen remained standing in place, his expression calm and composed, as if he had just done something trivial. A mocking smile curved at the corner of his mouth as he spoke slowly, "How dare a grain of rice compete with the brilliance of the full moon? Truly overestimating oneself."
He Yuanping struggled to get up, only to find he had lost control of his body. He looked up in terror, his gaze filled with anger and unwillingness as he looked at Lin Beichen.
However, faced with Lin Beichen's indifferent gaze, he eventually could only lower his head and succumb to the cruel reality.
The crowd of onlookers at this moment was utterly shocked into silence.
They looked at He Yuanping lying on the ground, then at the still-standing Lin Beichen, a sense of indescribable awe and fear welling up inside them.
Wang Bing, too, was now pale, unable to believe what he was seeing.
