He hadn't even warmed the seat yet when suddenly there was a loud crash, and the door was pushed open.
Qin Shaonan entered, and at a glance saw Qin Shaoling, striding towards him with a cold aura.
Qin Shaoling, "You... what do you want to do?"
Qin Shaonan approached him without speaking, grabbed him by the collar, lifted him, and slammed him against the wall. In the next second, his iron-hard fist fiercely smashed into his face.
Qin Shaoling hadn't recovered his senses yet when a punch landed on his face, feeling as if his bones were about to shatter, he inhaled sharply from the pain, "Qin Shaonan, what do you want?"
Qin Shaonan remained silent, dropping an elbow from above, landing heavily and brutally on Qin Shaoling's chest.
Qin Shaoling grunted, feeling as though his ribs were splitting into countless cracks.
