With a sway of his body, he blocked in front of a purple-clad young man. When the other party saw him blocking the way, he immediately became furious. He glared at him and shouted,"Move aside! Don't block this young master's way."
The guard stepped forward and was about to throw Zhang Ronghua out.
Zhang Ronghua grabbed his hand as soon as it reached out. The guard knelt on the ground in pain and screamed.
The purple-clad young man was stunned. He knew the strength of his guard, who was at the tenth level of the Postnatal realm. He did not expect that he would be subdued without even being able to block a single move from the other party.
His anger disappeared, and he cupped his hands gently and said,"Brother, why are you stopping me?"
Zhang Ronghua let go of the guard's hand and asked,""What are you doing?"
"You don't know?"
"Yes."
The purple-clad young man recounted the incident very quickly, and he was in a hurry to watch the show.
After listening.
