Yang Leshan sensed that something was wrong and hurriedly hid behind Chen Xuan, too frightened to make a sound.
Chen Xuan remained expressionless and said coldly, "Don't make me say it again!"
Damn it!
Han Tianhua clearly lost his patience and cursed, "You're still daring to mess with me, you punk..."
Smack!
Before Han Tianhua could finish his sentence, Chen Xuan grabbed him by the throat.
"How dare you! Let go of President Han!"
Yang Yi swung his fist towards Chen Xuan.
But Chen Xuan easily caught his wrist and twisted it forcefully.
Crack!
He broke Yang Yi's wrist, causing him to scream in agony.
Yang Leshan was startled but didn't show much emotion; everything was under Chen Xuan's control.
"If you don't want to die, apologize now!"
Chen Xuan clutched Han Tianhua's throat and shouted coldly.
Han Tianhua felt like he was about to suffocate, no longer daring to be arrogant, "Fine, I... I apologize, just let go of me."
