All those present looked at the five powerful fighters Chen Yao had hired, each of them in a wretched state and suffering severe injuries. Then they looked at the young man, who despite having a bloody cut on his shoulder from a blade, still stood there like a king between heaven and earth, looking disdainfully at the sky!
So a mere lackey, parking cars, had defeated five masterful warriors capable of knocking a couple hundred men to the ground in an instant?
"This...this… It's simply unbelievable. Someone pinch me, I might be dreaming!"
