Huang Xiaolong suddenly lifted his foot and kicked Yang Zhanfei, sending him flying into the thresholds of the buildings lining the street. The threshold crumbled into flying debris.
The crowd around them scattered in panic.
"Young Master!"
At this moment, the Yang Family guards finally reacted and rushed forward to help Yang Zhanfei up.
Several of the Yang Family guards even charged at Huang Xiaolong, drawing their swords and slashing at him, but before they could reach him, Marquis Fei Hou sent them flying with a palm strike.
Just as Marquis Fei Hou had sent the Yang Family guards flying with his palm, suddenly, a figure broke through the air and shouted, "Who dares to injure my brother!"
The voice thundered, rolling towards them and causing everyone's eardrums to vibrate.
Huang Xiaolong turned his head, his eyes narrowed sharply, and in that instant, a figure flashed. A young man clad in a yellow brocade robe floated down before the crowd.
