This stance of Brother Nan—
Yu Zimu watched with an amused smile, even though Brother Nan hadn't said a word, the meaning was crystal clear: beat the adversaries until they were left searching the floor.
To pose for a fight, he simply took off the cumbersome suit and stood back-to-back with Qin Shaonan.
Qin Shaonan said, "If you don't want to die, get out. If you want to die, stay."
The icy tone suddenly made the entire Training Room chill.
The crowd surrounding Qin Shaonan and Yu Zimu looked at Qin Shaonan with some apprehension.
Yu Zimu looked at this group of people, uncertain who commanded them, but they looked unimpressive, holding knives.
A bunch of rookies, though each of them looked quite robust, likely very capable of taking punches, just as he preferred.
He teased aloud, "Are you guys street brothers? Single combat or group fight?"
Qin Shaonan coldly glanced at Yu Zimu, "So much nonsense."
