With two beauties by his side and an age of no more than fifteen or sixteen—combining these two traits, Wang Yan instantly locked onto Qin Ya. A tyrannical aura, carrying waves of intense heat, bore down on him. "Kid, you're the one who threw my brother into the lake, aren't you? Do you have any idea what the consequences are for laying a hand on someone from the Wang Family?"
"Brother? You mean that idiot Wang Zilu?" Faced with Wang Yan's pressure, Qin Ya was completely fearless. He took a step forward, shielding Leng Ningshuang and Qin Yuxiang behind him. "Throwing him in the lake was me being magnanimous."
Wang Yan's eyebrow twitched. "Kid, you've got a lot of nerve, don't you?"
"What, you want to go cool off in the lake too?"
