Su Yin's lips curved slightly.
At first glance, Su Yin seemed to smile warmly, but in fact, her smile did not reach her eyes, where her black and white pupils radiated a chill.
How could she possibly let Xiu Yansheng die?
Besides, with so many people around Xiu Yansheng not just there to eat, they would not watch Xiu Yansheng die without doing anything.
Su Yin chuckled lightly, "Meng Yungu, you've already lost."
"What nonsense are you spouting!"
This remark completely ignited Meng Yungu's rage. He grabbed Su Yin's wrist, yanked her forcefully, and she was pulled from her seat to the ground.
This sudden action caused Su Yin to fall hard.
But Su Yin was not annoyed; she simply raised her hand to brush a stray lock of hair back from her forehead, keeping her composure with a smile, "Meng Yungu, you are throwing a tantrum out of embarrassment!"
With just a light touch, Meng Yungu was like a hedgehog on edge.