"Crack!"
The incredibly crisp sound of a broken bone was accompanied by Matvey's agonized screams.
"Ah——!!"
From beginning to end, Ye Wanlan remained seated in her chair, motionless, merely watching Matvey with a very indifferent gaze as he lay on the ground, continuously screaming.
Matvey was terrified, but even more so, he was in disbelief.
He could be certain that Ye Wanlan had been earnestly repairing the painting on the easel; she didn't have eyes on the back of her head, and there was no way she could've known what he had planned.
Yet the very moment he made his move, Ye Wanlan reacted as if she had anticipated it all along, swiftly reversing the canvas while her other hand directly grasped his wrist bone.
When did the Xiang Family train such a strong guard?!
Although Ye Wanlan's gaze was very faint, Matvey could still feel a chilling murderous intent from it.
He believed that Ye Wanlan truly intended to kill him!