"Insolent junior! I advise you not to be so arrogant. Do you really think that trivial strength of yours amounts to anything in front of me? Let me tell you, if I want to kill you, all it takes is a single strike!" Upon hearing Chen Fei's brazen words—particularly his claim that death was certain for him—the disheveled elder, Mr. Bai, could no longer restrain himself.
One had to remember his identity, his status, his power. As the spokesperson for the Third Leader of Tiger Leopard Hall, his authority was said to be second only to one and above tens of thousands, capable of summoning wind and rain. How could he possibly tolerate such a humiliating provocation? In his fury, his words took on a crazed arrogance, his face twisting into a sinister mask.
"One strike? Alright then, why don't you give it a try?" Chen Fei's lips curled into a disdainful smirk upon hearing the threat.
