Slap!
Another slap welcomed Qin Annuo.
The loud slap left a deep imprint of five fingers on her face.
When the minions realized what was happening, they furiously charged at Wu Xia.
Bang, bang, bang!
Wu Xia showed no mercy; within mere seconds, he had knocked all of them to the ground.
Although he had returned to the first layer of Joyful Union, his strength was still not something these ordinary people could rival.
Even if facing a cultivator now, unless it was an old demon, Wu Xia was fearless.
The people from the Qin Family were utterly dumbfounded, staring at this unremarkable-looking man in terror, unable to comprehend how he could be so formidable.
Standing in front of Wu Xia, Qin Annuo was completely stiff, petrified in place.
"I gave you a chance to talk nicely, but you insisted on angering me!"
