Shen Tian's heart skipped a beat, "Miss An, what do you mean by this?"
"He's too noisy, I just want him to be quiet for a while." An Yiqing said with a faint smile.
Shen Tian's face darkened, "Miss An, people from the Sanfeng Association are not easily bullied!"
An Yiqing chuckled lightly, and a translucent silver needle appeared at her snow-white fingertips, "I, An Yiqing, am not easily bullied either. Normally, those who threaten to destroy me are pretty much dead. So? Mr. Shen, do you think my last needle wasn't ruthless enough? I don't mind if this needle penetrates his vital point."
There was a strange silence in the hall, suffocating and making one's scalp tingle. Shen Tian stared at An Yiqing, his face as gloomy as water.
After a long pause, he withdrew his gaze and sighed deeply.
"Miss An, I apologize for Wang Mang's offense earlier. He has always spoken without a filter, please don't take it to heart." Saying this, he bowed deeply.
