The End Times as a Song

Chapter 473: Furious

Tu Shanqi was so angry that his face turned as red as a ripe apple, and the veins on his forehead bulged out like ferocious little snakes.

His eyes widened, burning with fury, and he shouted angrily.

At the same time, he raised his large, thick hand high, about to slap Tu Shanyan's handsome but somewhat stubborn face.

Just then, Lady Yuyang, quick as lightning, swiftly stepped forward and, without hesitation, reached out her slender hand and firmly grasped Tu Shanqi's strong wrist. Her eyebrows furrowed, her beautiful eyes widened, and she warned in a sharp and stern tone:

"If you dare to lay a hand on him, I will absolutely not let this go!" Her gaze was unwavering, revealing a resolute determination that left no room for doubt about the truthfulness of her words.

Tu Shanqi was originally very aggressive, but when he heard Madam Yuyang's merciless words, he deflated like a punctured balloon, and his arrogant and domineering aura vanished without a trace.

His expression turned extremely awkward and helpless, and he could only awkwardly lower his hand that was raised in the air.

Then, like a defeated rooster, it dejectedly retreated slowly back to its original position.

"Tu Shanqi, you're such a coward...! No wonder you abandoned me back then...!"

Looking at Tu Shanqi's timid and submissive demeanor, Tu Shanyan's face revealed disdain and contempt, and he mocked him mercilessly.

His heart was filled with endless pain and resentment, and all the grievances and hardships he had suffered over the years surged into his mind.

"...!"

Tu Shanqi stood there quietly like a statue, expressionless, his eyes fixed straight ahead, showing no reaction to Tu Shanyan's various verbal provocations.

No matter how hard Tu Shanyan tried to provoke or provoke him, he remained as if frozen in place, his lips tightly shut, not uttering a single word.

"Ah Long, get up quickly."

Tu Shanyan shook his head helplessly, then turned around and looked at A Long kneeling on the ground with a worried expression.

Ah Long looked completely lost and dazed, his body trembling slightly, as if he might collapse at any moment.

Tu Shanyan lowered his voice, his tone so gentle it seemed to drip with tenderness, yet also tinged with a barely perceptible hint of urgency and concern:

"The ground is cold, don't kneel and hurt yourself." He said as he slowly squatted down and gently placed his hand on Ah Long's arm.

At the same time, Li Luo, who had been silently watching everything from the side, hurriedly stepped forward.

She first carefully bent down and gently placed her hands on Tu Shanlong's shoulders, then slowly applied force, trying to help Along up.

After feeling the power transmitted from Li Luo's hand, Tu Shanlong, who had been somewhat dazed, finally reacted. She raised her head, glanced at Li Luo with empty eyes, and then lowered her head helplessly.

Seeing this, Li Luo felt a pang of pain in her heart. She increased the strength in her hands and gently shook Tu Shanlong's shoulders, hoping to bring her back to her senses as soon as possible.

Not only that, Li Luo also carefully used her other hand to lift Tu Shanlong's hair, which had become messy from kneeling for a long time, with extremely gentle movements, for fear of hurting her.