Everyone knew Qin Feng had a penchant for violence and a temper prone to fits, but no one expected him to start throwing punches on such an occasion.
Sitting in the chairman's seat, Qingcheng felt a twinge of concern in her heart. Even though she had witnessed Yun Mu's skills, she still secretly fretted for him.
Now powerless and without influence, she would be helpless if Yun Mu were to be injured.
Remembering how Yun Mu always stepped in when trouble arose, and considering how poorly she had treated him, Qingcheng felt a surge of regret. She even regretted bringing Yun Mu to the company to wade into these troubled waters.
Unexpectedly, Yun Mu casually extended his palm and, like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water, halted Qin Feng's fist in mid-strike. His palm then enveloped the fist, tightening its grip more and more.
Qin Feng winced in pain, baring his teeth and shouting loudly, "Let go, I'm the largest director of Mingchen Group!"