Xi Linghe caught the broom with one hand, with a snap, directly broke it.
Wu Yihan was startled, meeting Xi Linghe's eyes, feeling as if she was standing in an ice field.
Those eyes, cold, violent, and filled with endless hatred.
"What, what do you want to do?" Wu Yihan felt fear for the first time and stepped back.
"I originally wanted to deal with you in a legitimate way. But I feel I can't wait anymore." Xi Linghe threw aside the pig-headed Lu Renyi, stood up, and step by step pressed closer to Wu Yihan.
"What do you want to do?" Wu Yihan met Xi Linghe's cold gaze, retreating in fear. She hurriedly pulled out her phone, trying to make a call.
Xi Linghe took a step forward, directly grabbed Wu Yihan's phone, and casually threw it into one of the toilet stalls.
"For scum like you, maybe using violence to control violence is the best way for you to realize what kind of person you really are." After saying that, Xi Linghe kicked Wu Yihan in the stomach.
