Chen Youtie, once firmly on his feet, did not rush to launch a second strike.
In order to hide his embarrassment, he mocked with a contemptuous chuckle.
"Heh! Not bad, kid! Those last two punches, although I only put forth a tenth of my strength, you actually managed to catch them? At your age, that's quite impressive. I cherish talent, which is why after we exchanged blows, I immediately withdrew my power and voluntarily took a few steps back, to avoid hurting you.
If you kneel down and admit your mistake now, I can consider giving you a chance to become a disciple of Tiezhong Martial Arts Hall. As for your wife, once my son is bored with her, I can ask him to give her back to you. A woman, hmph, letting another man play with her won't break her! Besides, you can't guarantee that your wife hasn't already sneaked off with some other men behind your back, can you?"
