'Then I have no other choice now. I will do that.'
With that idea in mind, Pan Yazu dashed toward Xiao Tian.
Even though he saw Pan Yazu rushing toward him with the intention of killing him, Xiao Tian still sat on a couch calmly as if he knew nothing bad would happen to him.
"Die!" Pan Yazu roared as he threw out his fist.
But before his fist landed on Xiao Tian's face, Chun Hua appeared before him and caught his fist.
*Crack…
The sound of bones breaking resounded throughout the area.
"Agghhh…." Pan Yazu cried out in pain when Chun Hua broke his right hand.
He immediately fell to the floor and grabbed his right hand.
"Honey!" Qiao Ru rushed toward her husband with a worried face. "Honey, are you alright?"
"She…she broke my right hand. It hurts!" Pan Yazu did not expect her to break his right hand easily.
