Chapter 773: If He Had Wanted to Strike, We'd Have Been Dead Already

Silence. The private room fell into a deathly hush. Every gaze, wide with shock and disbelief, fixed on Ye Chen. Before their stunned eyes, Ye Chen's neck twisted all the way around, vertebrae snapping like dry twigs. Terror froze on his face; despair glazed his eyes. Even as life slipped away, he hadn't grasped how Tacito Temple could be so brazen, daring to snap his neck right in front of the police. The room was still reeling from the shock. When it hit them that Ye Chen was gone, Chang Yuan...