"Humiliate him? I'm teaching him a lesson!" Yang Qi said sarcastically.
"You're seeking death! How dare you disrespect my master?" Hong Tu roared. "Don't blame me for what happens next! Attack! Cripple this kid!"
Immediately, dozens of Martial Artists rushed toward Yang Qi. He just smiled faintly and gently flicked his teacup, sending dozens of tea droplets flying through the air.
BAM! BAM! SMACK! SMACK!
The instant the men charged, they were all sent flying. They crashed to the ground, their cries of pain echoing endlessly.
Injuring people with mere droplets of water! The technique left even Hong Tu wide-eyed and slack-jawed in astonishment.
"You may have some skill, but you're far too arrogant!" Hong Tu said coldly. "If you apologize to Yin Tongfan now, we can still settle this peacefully!"
"Iron Heart, why is there a stray dog barking in the courtyard?" Yang Qi asked, glancing at Iron Heart.
