"Honor the bet and accept the loss, come with me, and I'll tell you about the Viper.""
Hong An clutched his abdomen, unable to hold back a few coughs. He had just been knocked off the stage by Ye Wudao, causing slight injury to his lungs. The injury wasn't serious, but what depressed Hong An was that he hadn't been able to exhibit his full strength. In fact, there hadn't been any chance to do so before Ye Wudao took him down, which left him somewhat dissatisfied.
After all, he was also an accomplished martial artist, with a punch exceeding the weight of a thousand jin, and today, to be beaten without being able to fight back was extremely frustrating. It was a humiliation like no other he had experienced before. Hong An believed, if he could have landed a single punch or palm strike on Ye Wudao, he definitely wouldn't have lost."
