"Bald donkey, come if you dare!"
Atop the wedding banquet, Lin Fan dodged and weaved with agility.
His movements were so nimble they were infuriating.
The occasional glance back and insult he hurled only made the blood of Master Miejue boil.
She had suffered a severe injury and had just recovered to about fifty percent.
This made it difficult for her, a supreme master, to catch up to Lin Fan.
All she could do was clench her teeth and continuously swing her horsetail whisk in hand.
Wherever it passed, there were cries of agony and complete disarray.
The wedding banquet was thoroughly ruined by their commotion.
Pots and pans flew through the air, and the guests who couldn't dodge in time didn't know how many of them were hurt.
"This damned nuisance!"
Gong Changjun clenched his fists in anger.
He fixed his gaze firmly on Lin Fan.
He was very much looking forward to seeing this young man being whipped to death by Master Miejue's horsetail whisk.
