C393 Or a Finger

"Bang …"

A muffled sound rang out as Li Yeyu's fragile index finger lightly collided with Hei Lan's terrifying fist. Everyone was dumbstruck as the black screen flew out like a cannonball and fiercely crashed into the ground. Li Yeyu calmly retracted his arm and continued to hug Bai Meng Yi who was sitting in the seat of honor