Ruan Nan's face darkened, unable to believe that Lu Chuan would be so arrogant. He stepped forward and said, "Kid, do you really think I'm afraid to lay a hand on you?"
Lu Chuan curled his lips and said, "If you're going to make a move, then hurry up. I've got things to do, don't waste my time."
Ruan Nan felt deeply humiliated and, no longer concerned about the Censorate Department, took a step like an arrow and charged at Lu Chuan.
"This is what you're asking for!"
He slapped his palm toward Lu Chuan's chest, convinced that his blow would seriously injure this arrogant fool.
Qin Lan became excited. She was certain that Lu Chuan was no match for Ruan Nan and that she would be able to vent her frustration today.
But just as Ruan Nan's palm was about to hit Lu Chuan, Lu Chuan suddenly moved, grabbing his wrist and blocking the attack.