Wuyan's reaction made Yang Yan involuntarily show a bitter smile. He continued:
"Remember! For such a person, either you don't fight, or if you fight, you must fight to the point that just hearing your name scares them, to the point they don't even dare to think about you. Otherwise, you'll have endless troubles later."
Yang Yan didn't care whether Wuyan listened or not; he continued to share his life philosophy with her.
In his view, it didn't matter if she listened or not; wasn't he always there?
The reason he said this was to make this girl more aware of the cruel reality of the world.
Yang Yan left those words, slowly walking to the man he had used the Golden Needle Acupoint Stimulation on.
He gently stroked his stomach and then went towards the others.
Before long, Yang Yan had touched each of their bellies.
The man kneeling on one knee thought Yang Yan might stab them or something, but in the end, he only came to touch their stomachs? Just like that?