Inside the Ruan Family's grand hall.
With a simple gesture, Elder Nether reached out and grabbed Lin Feng, lifting him up into the air as if pulling a turnip from dry ground.
No matter how much Lin Feng struggled, he couldn't move an inch!
"Chen Zhixing, what's the point of bullying with your power? If you're capable, let me down, and we can fight one-on-one!"
Lin Feng, disheveled and full of hatred, glared at Chen Zhixing on the high seat, growling low from his throat.
Smack!
A loud slap from Elder Nether struck Lin Feng's face from afar, causing him to see stars and become dizzy.
"He~tui! What caliber are you to challenge my young master to a duel?"
Elder Nether looked at Lin Feng with disdain, mocking, "Fight? Do you know how to fight? Out here, one must speak of background and power. If you can't even grasp that, are you still trying to play the hero saving the beauty?"
"Ahhhhh!"
