First release,
...
Chen Shijie and his group were completely stunned by Qin Fang's move; each of them became as petrified as wooden chickens, not daring to so much as twitch, fearing that they might inadvertantly become Qin Fang's next target.
"Who was it that said they were going to make things difficult for me?"
However, Qin Fang was not about to let things end so simply. That kick was nothing significant, only enough to scare Chen Shijie and the others for a moment. If he were to wrap things up hastily, he feared this punk might start scheming again.
Qin Fang's expression was dark, and the tone of his voice gave off a chilling sensation, making Chen Shijie and the five or six others with him feel as if they had fallen into an ice cellar. A cold and icy breeze swept over, causing them all to shiver to their core.
"Qin… Mr. Qin, what… what do you intend to do?"
