Xu Fang's eyes narrowed.
There was no point reasoning with such a barbaric person.
Without any hesitation, Xu Fang reached out, and before Sun Fuhai could react, he had grabbed hold of his throat.
As power circulated through his Dantian, Xu Fang effortlessly lifted Sun Fuhai into the air without seeming to exert any force.
Sun Fuhai's breathing became labored instantly, and he tried to pry Xu Fang's fingers apart, but Xu Fang's hand was like an old tree root, immovable no matter how hard he tried.
After a short while, Sun Fuhai's face turned beet red and his eyes bulged.
The fierce and malicious aura that had originally surrounded him quickly dissipated, turning into a plea for mercy.
Unable to speak, Sun Fuhai clasped his hands together, repeatedly making gestures of supplication to Xu Fang, who remained unmoved. It was only after another minute that Xu Fang finally flung him to the ground.
Sun Fuhai immediately sat on the ground, taking deep breaths.
