Zhu Zhengfei

The young man who was slapped and sent flying was only at the fourth realm. Xing Ye didn't even spare him a glance and continued walking forward. The expressions of the onlookers, who had originally looked scornful, changed.

"Stop!" The young man being humiliated shouted. "What kind of men are you to sneak attack me?"

Without turning his head, Xing Ye replied, "That slap was just a lesson. If you want to die, feel free to come at me."

The young man stood there. Although he claimed it was a sneak attack, he had been mobilizing star phenomenon early on. However, his speed was still no match for the opponent.

Snap! The sound of a folding fan closing echoed, and a young man in a long robe walked out. He looked at Xing Ye and said with a smile, "Such arrogance. People who don't know you might think you're some young master from a prestigious family. But upon closer inspection, you dress worse than a beggar."