"Bang!"
As soon as Sun Hongyuan finished speaking, his vision suddenly went dark. A violent pain exploded from his abdomen, spreading throughout his entire body. The world spun as he was slammed hard against the wall, the pristine white paint now stained with the darker fabric of Sun Hongyuan's clothes.
"Say the wrong thing again, and it won't just be this mild."
Slowly withdrawing his foot, Hao Jian glanced at Sun Hongyuan and spoke indifferently.
"Kid! What the hell are you doing?! This is my turf!"
By the time Hao Jian walked back to Wen Lan and Shu Ya's side, Feng Jin finally snapped out of his daze and shouted angrily at Hao Jian. Swinging the stick in his hand through the air, he entirely ignored the Sun Hongyuan who had been kicked against the wall—after all, it wasn't him being beaten.
"Just teaching someone who spoke out of turn a lesson."
