"Ah..."
Wang Ruojun, feeling a bit emotional and disoriented, let out a low roar. With a snap, the wine glass in his left hand was crushed to pieces.
Several people were startled, and as they looked at the shattered wine glass, they then glanced sympathetically at Su Xuan, thinking, "Wow, this guy is really tough, managing to shake hands with such a brute for so long. It must have shattered too, right?"
Ling'er carefully massaged Su Xuan, asking while rubbing.
"How is it? Feeling better?"
Looking at Su Xuan, Ling'er asked tenderly.
"Much better." Su Xuan looked quite comfortable, deliberately raising his eyebrows at Wang Ruojun with an expression that said, "How about that? I'm impressive, right?"
