Ding Fan suddenly took action, directly seizing Wang Fang's finger and breaking it.
"Ah..." Wang Fang instantly let out a pig-slaughtering scream.
"Let go! Quickly let go... it hurts..." Wang Fang's tears even started to flow.
"Stay away from me!" Ding Fan's tone was icy, devoid of any emotional color.
Beside him, Wu Weier heard Ding Fan's words and was stunned. Usually, Ding Fan was smooth-talking; she had never heard Ding Fan speak like this before.
At this moment, Ding Fan was cold and ruthless, and his emanating aura sent a chill down Wu Weier's back.
"I... I understand. I dare not do it again. I beg you to let go quickly." Wang Fang pleaded on the ground.
At this moment, Wang Fang had none of his usual suave demeanor; now he was sniffling messily.
"Scram!" Ding Fan had no mood to waste time on such a person. Immediately, Ding Fan kicked Wang Fang aside.
