C92 The Young Master of the Lin Family

Under the astonished gazes of those around him, Lu Yuan released his grip and picked up a napkin from the table. He meticulously wiped the fresh blood from his hands until not a single trace remained. Nonchalantly, he tossed the napkin onto the table.

By now, Su Zheng was clutching his wrist, writhing and groaning in agony on the floor