This young man, as the son of a Shadow Hall Sub-hall Master, clearly also possessed martial arts skills.
His speed was extremely fast, like that of a cheetah, and in an instant he pounced in front of Yin Tian, his hands shaped like eagle claws, grabbing towards Yin Tian's shoulders.
Yin Tian slightly sidestepped, and easily dodged the young man's grasping hands.
Afterward, Yin Tian raised his foot, and it just so happened to trip the young man's foot.
The young man only felt his balance give way, and he directly fell face down.
"Master!"
Someone rushed up, obsequiously helping the young man to his feet.
Then, he glared at Yin Tian, "You dog servant, how dare you fight back? Don't you know this is the son of the Hall Master, Liu Shengxin? If anything were to happen to the Master, how many heads do you have to lose?"
"He is your Master, not mine."
Yin Tian let out a cold laugh.
"You!"
