Feng Fan felt an intense surge of spiritual qi crashing against his chest, but he had already begun circulating his cultivation technique before Xiao Xiaobo's punch landed.
A brief moment of sharp pain radiated through his chest, followed by a soothing warmth as his technique absorbed the rampaging qi within his body.
He could sense both his physical strength and qi cultivation improving slightly from the influx of energy.
The sheer force of Xiao Xiaobo's punch sent Feng Fan flying several meters from where he stood. His body slammed into the window, shattering the glass, before rolling a few more meters outside the bar and finally coming to a stop.
Tan Wei and Bai Tao shot to their feet, their eyes narrowing as they glared at Xiao Xiaobo.
Even though Feng Fan had a knack for stirring up trouble, he was still their brother—and loyalty demanded they stand by his side.
