Zhao Bing's face showed a look of shock when he heard Chen Yang say he was from the Zhao family of the Ancient Martial Arts World.
He had not expected that someone in this secular world would know his background.
However, he didn't have time to be surprised, as Chen Yang's slap was already on its way.
Just as Chen Yang's palm was about to hit Zhao Bing's face, suddenly, Zhao Bing swiftly retreated a meter back and dodged Chen Yang's slap.
An elder with white hair, dressed in a black Tang suit, walked out from behind Zhao Bing.
It was he who had just acted, pulling Zhao Bing back and avoiding Chen Yang's slap.
The elder responded quickly and moved swiftly, much stronger than Zhao Bing.
Chen Yang looked at the elder and immediately judged the other's strength, Baoyuan Realm.
"Old Wen, why did you only act now!?"
Seeing the elder, Zhao Bing said with frantic indignation, a look of complaint on his face.
