When words don't flow, even half a sentence is too much.
Chu Shun's bad temper—daring to order him to get married, that's quite bold.
The man was caught off guard and received a kick from Chu Shun, directly flying off the floor, heavily crashing onto the table downstairs.
The sturdy table was smashed into pieces.
The man covered the chest where he was kicked, forehead veins pulsing from pain.
The people coming after him were stunned.
Then they attacked Chu Shun.
How could Chu Shun be afraid of them?
He hadn't sparred for so many days, it was just right to get some exercise!
Chu Shun was incredibly skilled in martial arts; these people were no match for him, each getting kicked downstairs one by one.
The inn turned into chaos, the lady boss jumping with anger.
However, the man from earlier recovered, flew back upstairs, sparred with Chu Shun, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth said, "As expected from the man my sister fancies, truly impressive."
