1891. Husband, I beg you, stop!
At this moment, Yu Lingqian was completely closed off in his own world, unable to hear what the people outside were saying.
All his attention was focused on the launcher in Shen Muchen's hand, which was shaped like a gun, symbolizing danger in Yu Lingqian's understanding.
So before Shen Muchen could finish his sentence, Yu Lingqian had swiftly flashed in front of him, grabbing his throat.
Shen Muchen hadn't even reacted before the entirety of him was pressed against the wall, choking.
The strength in Yu Lingqian's hand was overwhelming, easily lifting Shen Muchen off the ground.
Seeing Shen Muchen's face turning purple and almost unable to breathe.
Beside them, Yuh Jinyang and Ye Zhuoming were knocked to the ground, wanting to rescue him but lacking the strength to even get up.
The two could only watch helplessly as Shen Muchen was choked by Yu Lingqian to the point of nearly passing out.
"Husband, stop!"
