On stage, Wang Jing was utterly baffled. Just a moment ago, he had been sneering in his heart, thinking that with the arrival of a grandmaster and elder from the Martial Arts Family, Ling Fan was doomed. He could not have foreseen such an inexplicable scene unfolding.
The person who was most bewildered had to be the Martial Association backbone who was slapped away by Hong Feng. The poor fellow rolled on the ground, seeing stars, not understanding what he did to offend the Elder Hong!
The slap came so unexpectedly that it left him feeling both bitter and wronged.
"Hong... Elder Hong, why... why have..." The slapped Martial Association member's half-face was numb, and his speech blurry. He struggled to speak clearly.
His question reflected the confusion of everyone present.
Hong Wei, lying on the ground, was dumbfounded. Had Hong Feng's brain been squeezed by a door? Instead of dealing with that guy on stage, why was he hitting his own people?
