This damned Tokugawa Rui.
Dare to touch her.
Bao Ye's eyes were bloodshot, filled with hatred, wishing he could just kill him.
Crouching in front of him, Bao Ye harshly grabbed his hair, looking at his blood-blurred face, his palm clenched tightly.
"Which hand did you use to touch her just now, hm?"
He dragged out the last word, reaching Tokugawa Rui's ears like King Yan demanding a life, instilling endless fear in his heart.
"No, I didn't."
Bao Ye sneered coldly, "Looks like you used both hands."
"Then don't need them both."
Tokugawa Rui hadn't yet reacted.
Bao Ye clasped his wrist and then bent it back fiercely, using all his strength.
He forcibly broke Tokugawa Rui's wrist bones.
The pain of a broken bone is ten or even a hundred times worse than dislocation.
"Ah..."
Tokugawa Rui cried out in pain, tears mixed with blood streaming down his face, indistinguishable between tears and blood.
