Chapter 110: Only With Grievances Can One Strive for Perfection

"Tap tap tap—"

Along with the light footsteps, Yan Moshan walked step by step toward Pan Weiyi, who lay on the ground trying to stand up.

Feeling the gradually approaching Yan Moshan, Pan Weiyi struggled to stretch out his hands to prop up his body, his eyes filled with horror as he looked at Yan Moshan.

At this moment, he had realized that in Yan Moshan's eyes, he was merely a jumping clown, an insignificant minor character!

If the others wanted to deal with him, it would merely be a matter of lifting a finger!

So, Pan Weiyi was scared!

Pan Weiyi looked at Yan Moshan with a gaze full of terror, his hands supporting him against the floor tiles as he shuffled backward, continuing to retreat while desperately shouting:

"Big brother, spare me! I was blind earlier and failed to recognize Mount Tai, I was utterly blind! Just treat me as a fart and let me go!"

"Hmph hmph hmph—"