On the other hand, Mu Xichen was obviously relaxed and steady.
His expression was calm and he did not even breathe heavily.
Every time Feng Yiran attacked him, he would always come up with a tricky angle to deal with it. He played Feng Yiran like a fiddle.
Putting that aside for now, there was even a faint smile on his face. His eyes were deep and unfathomable, but it could not conceal his slack attitude.
Obviously, Mu Xichen did not take the man seriously.
The difference was too great. Feng Yiran’s comrades were tongue-tied. While they admired Mu Xichen, they also felt a little embarrassed for Feng Yiran.
On the other hand, the Swift Eagle members were so bored that they started to yawn.
Obviously, they were used to seeing these things.
Right from the onset, Mu Xichen had been on the defensive, but mentally, Feng Yiran was obviously crumbling.
With a final roar, he charged towards Mu Xichen and aimed a kick at the most sensitive part of the man’s groin.
No one expected Feng Yiran’s rage to be of this extent. They gasped in shock.
Jiang Chun’s face darkened and he hollered furiously, “Feng Yiran!”
Compared to the panic and fear of the crowd, Mu Xichen was much calmer.
He grabbed the ankle of the approaching foot and lifted it forcefully.
Feng Yiran fell to the ground with a loud thud.
Dazed from the impact, he raised his head with great difficulty to look at Mu Xichen. Indeed, the hat had slipped and was hanging crookedly.
Li Beinian strode forward and tip-toed to take the hat off Mu Xichen. She put it back on her head and said angrily, “Feng Yiran, you’re too despicable!”
Noting that the hat had not fallen to the ground, Feng Yiran couldn’t hide his disappointment.
He laid on the ground and suddenly laughed when he heard Li Beinian’s words.
His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Li Beinian, who was standing behind Mu Xichen. His smile widened as tears welled up.
Still holding his ankle, Mu Xichen looked at him icily and said, “What were you trying to do just then?”
Feng Yiran was a tough guy too. When he heard this, he kicked and shouted, “Reporting, trying to kick you down below!”
The calm and indignant statement surprisingly swept away the tense atmosphere.
Upon hearing this, most of the people calmed down.
But the Swift Eagle members knew, Mu Xichen was probably angry.
It was no secret that Feng Yiran coveted Li Beinian.
Mu Xichen must have known this from the start. Now that he was being treated like this, it was obvious, this was a provocation.
Mu Xichen sneered and raised his leg.
Everyone was shocked and shouted, “Leader Mu!”
“Boss!”
“What are you trying to do!”
Even Feng Yiran couldn’t help but tense up and look at him nervously.
From this angle, if Mu Xichen were to exert force, Feng Yiran would probably… be crippled.
Li Beinian was shocked and panicked.
She lunged forward, throwing her arms around Mu Xichen’s waist, then grabbed his leg with her free hand, shouting, “No!”
Mu Xichen lowered his gaze and glanced at the little woman’s hand.
The tendons on the back of her fair and smooth hand were raised and bulging from nervousness. She pulled him back in fear that he would bring his foot down on the man.
Mu Xichen had not intended to do anything. He was just out to scare Feng Yiran.
However, Li Beinian’s behavior displeased him.