Ye Xuan and Yue Chengfeng stared at Ye Xiu without blinking. One hundred bodyguards! Ye Xiu had unleashed one hundred kicks! Now, all one hundred bodyguards had been sent flying, their faces a bloody mess as they lay unconscious.
Yet Ye Xiu wasn't even flushed or out of breath. He still held the wine glass, and from start to finish, not a single drop of red wine had spilled.
"Second Brother, these hundred bodyguards you brought are pretty weak, aren't they? Are you looking down on your big brother?" Ye Xiu asked with a smile, taking a sip of his red wine.
"Impossible... This is impossible..." Ye Xuan stammered, his shock rendering him speechless. "At birth, you were diagnosed with abnormal meridians and deemed unable to practice the Ancient Martial Arts passed down by our ancestors. That's why Dad didn't hesitate to expel you and your mother from the Ye Family. How… how did you fix the problem with your meridians?"
