"Ah?" Moriyama Nojin was utterly bewildered as he watched the old man charging towards him. He couldn't understand what was happening.
The old man's eyes were empty, undoubtedly the same as before, but his body radiated vigorous vitality as he lunged at Moriyama Nojin with bared teeth and claws, and then he firmly grasped Moriyama Nojin's neck.
"Ugh..." Moriyama Nojin's face turned beet red from being choked, and he was almost unable to breathe.
"Gah!"
Everyone below the stage was stunned, not knowing what had happened, wondering why the old man would grab Moriyama Nojin by the neck.
Ye Chenfeng moved like lightning, and with a flash, he was behind the old man, then gently tapped the old man's back. The frenzied old man suddenly calmed down and stopped flailing his arms.
"Huff puff!" Moriyama Nojin took deep, heavy breaths, having nearly lost his life a moment ago.
"What's going on here?" Liu Yueming couldn't help but ask.