Faced with Qin Chuan's blatant provocation, Han Peng's molars were nearly ground to pieces.
However, the white prayer beads hovering before him felt like a bullet poised to penetrate his skull at any moment, making him extremely apprehensive.
With no other choice, he could only swallow down his resentment and humiliation.
Even the most vengeful Han Peng dared not act rashly; naturally, the others had no choice but to swallow their impotent anger.
"Does anyone else have any objections to what I just said?"
His cold gaze swept over the crowd, finally resting on Wen Bingtao: "Chairman Wen, what do you think?"
As he spoke, Qin Chuan flicked his fingers, and a prayer bead similarly hovered in front of Wen Bingtao.
This blatant threat left the people present labeling Qin Chuan as 'arrogant'.
Qin Chuan was indifferent to this.
If one doesn't live wildly in youth, should they wait until they're old and slow to be wild?
