Beneath this frenzied aura's rampage, the entire grand hall instantly turned into dust and rubble.
Fortunately, the Martial Artists of Dragon Soul Village had started to retreat after the arrival of the young men; still, many were injured by the whirling sand and stones.
As for the middle-aged man who had stood up from the ground, his expression when he looked at Zheng Ming became even more solemn. He never imagined that the soft persimmon in his eyes would turn out to be such a fierce killing star!
If he had known how troublesome Zheng Ming was, even with ten times the courage, he wouldn't have dared to make a move against Zheng Ming rashly.
To be on par with the eldest son, this person must also be a rising star in the Sunrise Region. However, why haven't I heard of this person's name before!
Just as the man pondered in confusion, he heard Zheng Ming say in a deep voice, "Nephew, take a punch from your uncle."