This sudden punch made Gao Yang a little confused. He took a few steps back, covered his face, and looked at the cold man in front of him in disbelief. He said in a low voice,"brother ..."
The air in the corridor was cold and eerie.
Qiao Yu's dark eyes glanced at Gao Yang and his voice was cold,"the person you just insulted is my wife."
If someone dared to insult his wife, it was the same as insulting him. No matter who it was, he wouldn't be polite, even if it was Gao Yang.
Hearing this, Gao Yang's whole body trembled. He clenched his hand that was covering his face and said,""But she made you a cuckold. She's not worthy ..." Before he could finish his sentence, a cold wind suddenly blew.
"Wu ..." Gao Yang groaned and took a step back again. He held his stomach with his other hand, raised his head and stared at the culprit, saying angrily,""You actually dare to hit me, I ..."
