Leon Lu is sent flying backward.
The man standing there doesn't budge an inch.
At this moment, he turns his head, ignoring the completely defeated Leon Lu. His gaze is calm as he looks at Evan Lin, who just placed his hand on Martin Wu, and speaks up to warn him.
His voice is icy, laced with a bit of mockery and contempt.
He never actually meant to cripple Martin Wu—just wanted to make him suffer a little.
Once things wrapped up, he'd help Martin Wu set his bones and patch him up.
By then, Martin Wu would be stuck in bed for a hundred days or so, but his broken bones could be mended and his bent leg would recover.
But seeing someone actually dare to heal Martin Wu...
He immediately sneers and speaks up.
While he talks, everyone's eyes are still glued to Leon Lu.
But honestly, nobody even needs to shift their gaze—the way Leon Lu got sent flying, he's headed straight for where Evan Lin is standing.
He intends to use Leon Lu's body to smash Evan Lin away.
"That idiot—I already couldn't stand him back at the courtyard! Now what, he's acting all high and mighty, thinking he's some miracle doctor?"
Tyson Tai shouts, "I think you're just asking for trouble! Not only that, you're scheming to make Martin Wu's injuries even worse!"
His voice is loud.
Sylvia Xia also turns her head to look over, seeing the young man with one hand pressed on Martin Wu's arm and the other wrist gripped by Selina Wu. She was about to sneer, but then catches sight of his clear, handsome profile.
Indifferent, calm.
In those deep, night-dark eyes, only unspeakable emotions settle within.
Sylvia Xia is suddenly stunned, staring blankly, mouth open but speechless.
"Lena Xu, is this guy your friend too?"