The violent pain in his heart caused Ling Tianyu to drop the wineglass he was holding, which then splattered on the table, startling He Zhongtian, who had just taken a sip of wine.
How could the wine glass have fallen like that? Truly strange.
Upon seeing Ling Tianyu's expression, he noticed something was wrong; Tianyu was in severe pain, his brow furrowed deeply—what had suddenly happened?
"Tianyu, are you all right?" He Zhongtian asked with concern.
"I'm fine." Tianyu, covering the place where his heart was with his left hand, forced a smile and shook his head to indicate he was okay. He checked his body, finding nothing wrong except for the intense pain in his heart that continued.
That wasn't even the strangest part, because his body started trembling involuntarily, as if he had been through some great ordeal. He then felt somewhat weakened, unable to muster any strength, and his heart inexplicably panicked.