C452 The War Between the Two Men

Jing Yuanhao frowned, stepping back a few paces, his hand bracing against a nearby table.

"Oops, sorry, did I hit too hard? Is your nose okay? Need some cash to fix it again? Since it's all cosmetic, it should be able to recover, right?" Yin Zeyan's mocking voice echoed in his ears.

Jing Yuanhao clenched his fist, paused for a moment, then lunged forward.

Yin Zeyan dodged to the left