"Yang Fei, what are you doing!" However, just when everyone was ready to watch the show, Li Changlin suddenly reached out, grabbed Yang Fei's arm, and immediately his action of kneeling came to a halt.
"Uh!" Li Changlin's action greatly surprised Sun Ji'an, who coldly lifted his eyes and swept over, "Li Changlin, do you have a death wish?"
"A death wish?" Li Changlin tightened his grip slightly and effortlessly pulled Yang Fei up. Then, releasing his hand, he took steps toward Sun Ji'an, "You're the one who deserves to die!"
"Young Master thinks you're tired of living!" Li Changlin's words were like a provocation to Sun Ji'an's rage, and an ominous glint flashed across the latter's face as he swung his fist toward Li Changlin's head, "You damned ant, dare to challenge Young Master's authority!"
Whoosh!
The punch roared towards him, and the huge fist was almost instantly in front of Li Changlin.