Zhang Zhi was almost bursting with anger.
Who has dared to call him an actor since he became a Martial Artist?
That term sounded somehow disrespectful.
Although Xu Xiaomeng didn't mean it, Zhang Zhi was still filled with rage.
"Everyone just wait... soon, I'll make you all regret it."
As soon as he finished speaking.
A fierce fighting noise came from outside the door.
Everyone looked again towards the source of the sound.
This time, no one reported who the comer was, indicating that something unexpected had occurred.
In the courtyard.
Xu Huawen and Chen Daotian were in the midst of an intense fight.
They moved closer to the direction of the hall while fighting.
The two, one after the other, had their fists creating a whistling wind.
"Damn! Your punch is really fierce; even my iron-clad skin couldn't withstand it," Chen Daotian cursed.
