Tao Jinshui's expression shifted drastically. His already sharp eyes instantly became like knives, radiating a brilliant light.
He never could have imagined he would run into this person here!
HUFF. HUFF.
He took several deep breaths to steady the tumultuous thoughts in his heart before asking coldly, "Who exactly are you, and why must you oppose our Martial Association?"
Chen Yang smiled. "I just don't like your Martial Association. Is that reason enough?"
"Heh!" Tao Jinshui laughed. "Many people dislike our Martial Association. And what happens to them? They either bottle up their anger, too afraid to speak, or they end up in Hell to meet Yama. Do you think you can keep running wild?"
"Uncle Tao, why waste your breath on him!" Zou Wendong had no idea what they were talking about, nor did he care. Consumed with rage, he just wanted Chen Yang to die.
BOOM!
Chen Yang yanked his hand back again. Zou Wendong slammed into the wall and passed out cold.
