The high and mighty young master of the Huang Family, Huang Siyuan, was now kneeling on the ground, his head being stomped into the mud, shivering all over. From afar, he looked like a startled ostrich...
And Huang Siyuan's greatest reliance, the middle-aged man he called "Seventh Uncle," was now drenched in sweat, as if exhausted, collapsed on the ground.
What... exactly happened?
Helicopters wailing, masters of the Entering Dao Realm were shouting, all rushing towards the kneeling Huang Siyuan.
"Young master, are you alright?"
Is Huang Siyuan alright or not?
Originally, even if something happened, it wasn't a big deal. Xu Fan hadn't been too harsh, he had only viciously humiliated Huang Siyuan's pride.
Moreover, having already been humiliated by Xu Fan once before, being humiliated again, what does it matter?
Anyway, not many people saw...
In Huang Siyuan's eyes, Xu Fan was already a dead man.
But now, Huang Siyuan was in real trouble.
