"Even if I have lost my strength, a cur like you is still unworthy of making me kneel and surrender."
Lin Fan's face was placid as he glanced at Zhang Ao. Noticing the worried looks on Mr. Xia Sr. and Tie Hao, he couldn't help but shake his head, his voice growing louder.
"Don't you people know who trained me? Besides, I only used ten percent of my strength for that slap."
"Ugh..."
Upon hearing this, the crowd of warriors in black uniforms all hung their heads, struggling to suppress their laughter. In contrast, the blue-uniformed warriors Zhang Ao had brought were cursing furiously, their faces twisted with rage.
Damn it! Not only did he send the man flying, but he also added insult to injury. That's just downright cruel!
"..."
Tie Hao's mouth twitched, unsure whether to cry or laugh.
