"Xiao Han, you can't do this; I want to fight you one-on-one. What you're doing is simply unethical." The youth shouted, struggling in Taishang's grip, feeling incredibly frustrated.
He wanted to fight Xiao Han, not to be lectured by others.
"You can't even beat my little brother, and you want to fight me? Doesn't that sound utterly ridiculous?" Xiao Han looked at the youth, visibly amused.
But the youth didn't see it that way, he smirked and said, "Nonsense, I can beat the crap out of you in minutes." He boasted arrogantly to Xiao Han.
The next moment, a knock on the head made him cry out in pain.
"Alright, no more bragging. Let's talk over there." In the youth's terrified eyes, Taishang and Wude led him to a secluded corner.
"Help, save me, this is madness!" The youth yelled messily, looking terrified.
Indeed, a few passersby saw this and just smiled knowingly, thinking it was a group of young people joking around.
