Uncle Yan nodded slightly before sending a fist at Lin Yi. He could see that Lin Yi had speed, but he was still just a regular human- one fist from him could end him.
A smack sounded, and both Uncle Yan and Ruoming stared in silence- Lin Yi had sent a palm across Ruoming’s cheek again, not even trying to dodge Uncle Yan’s fist, as if he couldn’t care less!
“Have you become retarded? Getting a sickly old man to deal with me? I know retard pills are good but you can’t eat them too much! I’ve never seen someone as retarded as you!”
That statement pissed Uncle Yan so much it almost amused him- after recovering from the shock he understood what it meant for the ignorant to be fearless. He was an early phase _golden class_ , and this guy was calling him a sickly old man!
