Fun Or Funeral?

Aryan didn't speak anything and silently watched the skinny girl staring fearlessly at Sun Yanseng. She looked like a little cub snarling at Lion.

Sun Yanseng bent forward slightly and looked into Sarah's dark, fathomless eyes. "Do you even know whom you are talking to? Do you have a death wish?"

Sarah was unruffled. "You may try."

Sun Yanseng scoffed. He carelessly placed his right hand on Sarah's left shoulder.

"Move!"

Just when he was about to push her aside, he felt the step under his feet vanishing all of a sudden. Without knowing what was happening with him, he was thrown forward.

The atmosphere downstairs came to an abrupt halt. Those who were sitting on the benches sprang from their seats in shock.