As Sun Zhengming spoke, he was already advancing toward Qin Tian!
Clad in a white robe and shod in worn cloth shoes, he looked every inch a master of Taiji Fist.
Approaching Qin Tian, he stirred up a breeze that made Qin Tian squint his eyes.
"Sun Zhengming, do you intend to start a fight and harm someone here?"
Seeing Sun Zhengming's aggressive demeanor, Murong Bei immediately frowned; he could not let Qin Tian suffer any harm.
Hearing Murong Bei's words, Sun Zhengming laughed heartily and said, "Old Mr. Murong, has the Murong Family run out of men to teach some discipline? Today, I must teach Qin Tian a lesson!"
"You dare!"
It wasn't just Murong Bei, but Murong Fei was also moved.
Broad daylight, fighting at the Murong Mansion, and with journalists taking photos—it was outright humiliation!
Whoosh whoosh!
The arrogant Sun Zhengming, as he spoke, had already sent a palm strike flying toward Qin Tian!