If it weren't for the door behind him supporting him, he could hardly stand.

"careful!"

The too sharp sound hurt his eardrums.

The panic caused his heart to tighten and then beat hard.

He subconsciously raised his eyes, wondering what was going on, but saw a scene that made his eyes split open.

The culprit who caused him such embarrassment held up a vase that was almost as tall as a seven or eight-year-old child, looking at him with cruel and crazy eyes. The dense bloodshot eyes made the whites of his eyes blood red, making him even more ferocious and terrifying.

Almost the moment he met the other person's eyes, Zheng Yuan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

There was a loud roar in my ears.

A huge vase was thrown at him.

He wanted to retreat.

But his back was pressed tightly against the door panel.

His legs were extremely heavy, as if they were filled with lead, and he could not move at all.

He was gripped by fear.

His eyes were blood red.

…

There were screams all around.

Seeing a bloody scene about to take place -

"Click~"

A small voice sounded.

No one in the chaotic scene heard the sound.

Zheng Yuan didn't hear it either.

All he could see was the enlarged vase and the extreme fear of the pain he would suffer next.

The wind blew his hair.

The huge pressure almost made it impossible for him to breathe.

He could even see his face reflected in the vase.

A face with frightened features that were distorted.

He couldn't bear to stare and closed his eyes, preparing for the next heavy blow.

…

Zheng Yuan's body suddenly fell backward.

He opened his eyes in panic, and when he subconsciously reached out to grab something, he was supported by someone.

Zheng Yuan, who stood firm, was in shock.

"Let go!"

The grumpy voice drew his attention back.

Then, he realized that the vase that was hitting him was blocked by someone.

The young man's face turned red and his whole body was trembling, but the vase did not move at all.

One hand firmly resisted the smashed vase.

He looked back along the hand that saved him from danger.

is a young man.

A young man holding a fox.

Holding the fox with one hand and holding the vase with the other, he looked calm and calm.

It was in sharp contrast to the young man opposite who was almost crazy with desire.

…

No matter how hard the young man exerted himself, the vase was in his hand in the blink of an eye, and then he put it aside.

Lifting such a large vase with one hand, is this man a strong man?

Zheng Yuan thought subconsciously.
Chapter completed!