The moustache man fell into a short moment of daze. In the next moment, he thought of how he was being treated by a blind man like this and fury surged in his drunken state. He stood up with a red face and scolded Fang Xingjian, "What are you going on about crazily?"
The words had just come out from his mouth when, in a blur, Fang Xingjian had already appeared before him and stomped down on his chest, making him fall to the ground.
The moustache man wanted to retaliate and one of his hands reached out to the military saber behind his back. However, with a sweep of his fingers, Fang Xingjian had already sent out streams of sword Qis. He slashed at the twenty-one weak points in the moustache man’s body and created bloodied wounds all over, causing him to collapse.
