Hong Mingyue struck fast and hard, the middle-aged man seemed unresponsive, standing there without dodging.
Yet, just when she thought she would succeed in one blow, the middle-aged man suddenly moved. He merely raised his palm, casually blocking Hong Mingyue's attack.
On his hand, there was a cold aura, penetrating the bone, making Hong Mingyue shiver. The next moment, Hong Mingyue was forced back several steps, until she hit the cold wall behind her.
Hong Mingyue broke out in a cold sweat, the man appeared as a middle-aged scholar, unexpectedly possessing such astonishing strength.
"Is this Hong Mingyue? Don't misunderstand, you and I are friends, not foes. I am Long Sixuan." The middle-aged man saw Hong Mingyue showing no response and spoke again. "I have had business dealings with your father before; you may call me Uncle Long."
