The battle general was still a bit confused. Before he could figure out how the table he had thrown out had flown back, he was smashed on the head.
The hard wooden table instantly shattered into pieces. The battle general, who was caught off guard, also had blood all over his head as he fell straight down.
It looked quite serious, but it was actually just a small cut. It didn't have much of an impact.
Therefore, after he calmed down and figured out what had happened, he immediately jumped up and screamed.
"Who is it? Who the hell ambushed me? I ..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the sole of a foot rapidly enlarging in his blurry eyes!
Then, his face, which had just suffered a heavy blow, was kicked hard again. His whole body turned 180 degrees on the spot, completing a very difficult spin in the air, head-to-feet, and finally landed perfectly in a dog-gnawing mud posture.
"Whose father are you talking to?"
