Nobody expected Xiang Yinglong to suddenly strike at Zhou Yu.
And when he did, he aimed straight for the vitals.
Did he intend to kill Zhou Yu?
The closest person was Yao Pingsheng.
His face changed color instantly.
It wasn't that he worried about Zhou Yu's life or death.
However, even if one really wanted to kill Zhou Yu, shouldn't they find a place with no people around?
To start things in broad daylight, inside the courtyard?
If Zhou Yu were to die like this, as the one who captured him, he would not be able to escape involvement.
But soon, he was stunned.
He saw that, at the touch of the finger, Zhou Yu's figure didn't move at all. A powerful surge of vital energy suddenly erupted from the area of his heart, then quickly returned to calm.
Zhou Yu and Xiang Yinglong were still facing each other.
Zhou Yu said indifferently,
"Does the head of the Martial Arts Hall in Haizhou have some special fetish, liking to touch men?"
"..."
Yao Pingsheng stumbled and almost fell.
