Han Junfeng possessed a cultivation level of the seventh tier of the Heavenly Tribulation, and the handsome man in white also had the same cultivation level. Both sides were equally matched in strength, so theoretically, it would be difficult for either to humiliate the other.
Yet the reality was that the strike from the handsome man in white not only landed solidly on Han Junfeng's face but did so with such ease—it was truly unfathomable.
To the passersby on the street, it seemed that Han Junfeng and the handsome man in white were not even in the same realm.
Han Junfeng struggled to get up, clothes disheveled, hair in disorder, gaze somewhat vacant, with traces of blood at her lips and nose, looking extremely embarrassed.
"Well done, Brother Fang Bai!"
Beside him, Xiao Ying clapped her hands, extremely excited.
"You... you..."
