In the dense night fog, the silvery firelight extinguished, leaving only Qin Ming's fist flowing with the fierce Heavenly Light Force, pressing against the forehead of his opponent.
Yu Zhuohan lay motionless on the ground, having completely passed out.
From a distance, Cui He and Cui Shuning were experiencing intense emotional ups and downs, feeling choked up in the chest—the worst scenario had materialized.
The strength of the Fake Cui Chonghe far exceeded both of their expectations; had he been a disciple of the Cui Family, they couldn't help but cheer loudly, for he was definitely a stunning young hero that would amaze all!
However, the rift between them and Qin Ming was so vast and unbridgeable that there was no way to improve relations.
Most crucially, allowing the Fake Cui Chonghe to continue growing in this manner meant that, setting aside others, just the two of them felt like they would lose sleep.
