Ye Xuan, who had once been dismissed as easily crushable, like an ant, had suddenly turned into a formidable expert they couldn't afford to offend. This radical change was hard for Song Shaopeng to accept.
"He defeated me with just one move. He must be an A-rank fighter, it couldn't be otherwise." Zhao Banshan scoffed coldly.
Song Shaopeng stood there, stunned.
He never expected that the country bumpkin whom he never paid attention to would turn out to be a more terrifying A-rank expert than a first-rate master!
Zhao Banshan glanced at him and spoke indifferently, "You, the major successor of the Song Family, aren't you short of women? Since you provoked an A-rank expert, it's no wonder he took action to teach you a lesson! Let this matter end here, don't complicate things further."
With that, Zhao Banshan squinted at his crippled left leg:
"I feel something off about that boy's identity. I've already written and sent someone to Jinmen to consult my great-grandfather."