Zhao Luo noticed that there was a change in Tang Chan's expression as he heard Zhao Luo's question.
'What will your answer be?'
Even though Zhao Luo's suspicion grew but he didn't completely believe Tang Chan's words.
"Why would I tell you that?"
Contrary to what Zhao Luo was thinking, Tang Chan, shook his head as he pointed his fist at Zhao Luo.
"Figure it out on your own."
"Ahhh."
Tang Chan continued as he speedily made his way towards Zhao Luo.
"So that's how it's going to be."
Zhao Luo lowered his body while watching the advancement of Tang Chan towards him and got ready to counter Tang Chan's offense.
'He will come for my chest again.'
Even though the movement technique of Tang Chan was good but Zhao Luo's eyes were more focused on Tang Chan's shoulder.
'That's the basic rule. If I can keep my eyes on his shoulder, I will know where his fists will land.'
