The one striking was naturally Fang Bai, his figure swift as lightning, appearing and disappearing in a flash—after slapping Hattori Jiro across the face, he returned to his original spot.
"Given my strength, it shouldn't be a problem to intimidate you, right?"
Fang Bai looked at Hattori Jiro, who stood there dumbfounded with his hand on his cheek, and said coldly.
Hattori Jiro's lips quivered, but he didn't dare make a sound, his eyes filled with deep fear.
Fang Bai's slap had not only swollen his face but also shattered his confidence. He knew that his strength was far inferior to Fang Bai's and that if he continued to be obstinate, he would only bring shame upon himself.
Every person standing there was an expert, but when Fang Bai had slapped Hattori Jiro, not even top-level fighters like Isabella could see how he did it.
One can tell the whole picture by seeing part of it.
