Xu Wenping stared at the boy whose wrist he had grabbed. His voice was very calm as he asked, "You, why did you do that?"
The boy screamed in pain.
His eyes were fixed on Xu Wenping.
"I think he shouldn't be so noisy. Moreover... I'm not willing to accept it. Why does he have such good martial arts?"
"Are you jealous of his kung fu?"
"Yes."
"So, you want to kill him?"
"Not exactly. I just think that he needs to be taught a lesson for showing off."
"Or should I say, it's a lesson from death, right?"
"Yes!"
"You know that a lesson from death is the price of their life?"
"Of course I know, but I don't have anything now. What's there to be afraid of?"
"If I said that your future achievements will not be lower than his, would you believe me?"
"Me? Can I?"
"If I say it's possible, then it's definitely possible."
