While they were talking, Zhou Xuan took the opportunity to punch one of them in the face with his right hand, which was wearing the jade ring. The bridge of his nose was broken, and he directly knocked the other party to the ground.
Blood quickly flowed out of the man's mouth and flowed down his lips. His two front teeth flew into the sky with his head raised. It took a second for him to land on the ground.
When Zhou Xuan turned around, one could clearly see the sharp gaze in his eyes. It was as cold as ice, piercing through the bodies of the remaining two people.
It made the originally cool night even more sinister. A terrifying atmosphere quickly spread out and surrounded Pang Shuo. He could not help but feel fear and his legs trembled.
Zhou Xuan raised his right hand and gently wiped the bloodstains on it.
