C69 I No Longer Have a Home to Go Home To.
"Let her go!"
While the others were still laughing, Ann Nian picked up the beer and smashed it against the wall, producing an ear-piercing sound of it shattering. The beer was all over the floor, and the remaining half of the bottle was tightly held in Ann Nian's hand. "I'll say it again, let go of her. If not, I'll stab each of you." Ann Nian's eyes were red. She looked like an anxious rabbit