"On your knees! Everyone from the Wang Clan, on your knees!"
As the crowd watched in shock, Wang Enkui suddenly roared, taking the lead and dropping to his knees.
THUD. THUD. THUD.
One by one, the other members of the Wang Clan followed suit, kneeling on the ground.
They had no choice.
"Kneeling only now? Don't you think it's a little too late?"
Jiang Xinghai shook his head with a smile, then swung his hand in a vicious slap.
SMACK!
Wang Enkui's old face flushed with shame as the force of the blow sent him flying through the air.
'He never imagined that he, Wang Enkui, would one day be slapped in public.'
'What a disgrace!'
CRASH!
Wang Enkui's body slammed heavily into a nearby corner. It felt as if his entire skeleton was about to fall apart.
'This is bad!'
'Jiang Xinghai's power is far beyond my own. He must be on the verge of becoming a Ninth-Grade Grandmaster!'
In that instant, the entire hall fell deathly silent. Everyone was too terrified to even breathe.
