The two of them had ashen faces, and He Chen additionally wanted to resist, but Qin Hao's foot pressed against his Dantian, instantly draining the color from his face and aging him by over a decade.
"You've crippled my martial arts." He Chen's expression was venomous.
He wasn't like the woman; Qin Hao had directly abolished all his martial arts.
"I primarily want to know if, without your martial arts, Tianji Pavilion would treat you like trash," Qin Hao said with a smirk.
He Chen's expression was one of despair, from an Innate Golden Core to a cripple, his status naturally plummeted.
Martial Arts was such a realistic place, and Tianji Pavilion was no exception.
"Go back and tell them that although Tianji Pavilion can be considered powerful, a place no common person dares to provoke, it doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. If you disagree, feel free to send someone over," Qin Hao said with a cold laugh.
This wasn't a provocation but rather a counterattack.
