Chen Xuan leisurely took out a cigarette and lit it, "I'm here to tell you, don't be a guard dog for the Shen Family."
"If you fight against me, there's only one path for you: death!"
Ha ha!
Yuan San sneered coldly, "Kid, don't you think your tone is a bit too arrogant!"
"In the realm of Qinghe City, there's not a single person who dares to speak to me like this!"
With a sudden wave of his hand, a swarm of subordinates surrounded Chen Xuan completely.
Chen Xuan remained indifferent, instead taking a ring out of his pocket.
"Take a good look at this thing before making your decision."
"If you're blind and don't recognize this thing, then you'll deserve your fate of death!"
As the words fell, he threw the Holy Ring, accurately landing it on Yuan San's shirt button.
Yet Yuan San didn't feel the slightest pain, as if the ring had always been hanging there.
To achieve this, it requires an extremely precise control of force!
"Effortless precision!"
