Pfft...
Blood spewed forth as Scacchi's body, like a kite with its string cut, was violently cast out, and with a heavy thud, he fell hard to the ground.
"Even as the son of the City Lord, you have no right to be so reckless. To think of killing my disciple, you'd first have to ask if I am willing," a fierce roar thundered, and a terrifying pressure suddenly assaulted Scacchi, who lay on the ground. His body shook violently as he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Old Bai and the others clenched their fists in displeasure, watching the young man. If it were not for Ye Wen's swift action, their combined strengths would have struck him at the same time.
"This is Pill King Leng Yan's banquet. Before making a scene, it's best to understand the situation clearly," Old Mo snorted coldly, his face full of displeasure.
