C578 578 Unable to Withstand High Pressure

Yeming did not say anything. The fist he put on the table cracked. The veins on the back of his hand bulged one after another.

It was as if he would rush up the stairs in the next second.

Lan Yiren became increasingly uneasy. Seeing that he didn't say anything, she braced herself and called out again, "Brother Ming?"

Finally, Yeming withdrew his gaze from the stairs