"Stop, everyone stop!" Seeing his few attendants easily losing their combat effectiveness and rolling on the ground in agony, Jiang Yuzhe roared in anger and frustration.
"Young Master Jiang, have you forgotten who we are? We are playboys; we don’t need a reason to beat someone up! We can’t just stop because you said so!" Mu Hanyan said with a smirk, throwing a punch towards Jiang Yuzhe.
"You’re asking for it!" Knowing Mu Hanyan’s reputation as a playboy and that he wasn’t much of a fighter, Jiang Yuzhe cursed under his breath, thinking him foolish for daring to strike him, and retaliated with a punch of his own.
However, as soon as he threw his punch, Huayue and Zirong attacked him from both sides. The weaklings they had dealt with earlier were just a warm-up; they were eagerly waiting for the main event.
Jiang Yuzhe was intent on teaching Mu Hanyan a lesson and refused to hold back because of the two, running his Qi all over his body to protect himself as he relentlessly attacked Mu Hanyan.
Although he had reminded himself earlier, in the heat of the fight, Eldest Young Master Jiang forgot everything.
It wasn’t until he felt a sudden tightness that he realized something was wrong—Mu Hanyan’s lackeys were not ordinary in their deceit and cruelty.
Seeing Mu Hanyan’s fist almost upon him, it was too late for Eldest Young Master Jiang to pull back. Clenching his buttocks, he tried his best to shield his vital points with his Qi and, filled with anger and hatred, he threw his arms out to counterattack Mu Hanyan’s punch.
"Just a useless playboy dares to strike me and even allows his men to use such disgraceful tactics on me! I will break your fists and make you regret it for life," Eldest Young Master Jiang thought furiously.
"Ow..." Eldest Young Master Jiang’s wishes were in vain.
When the punches met, Mu Hanyan’s fists did not shatter as he had imagined. Instead, it was he himself who was blasted away by a powerful force.
"Sixth-tier Swordsman, Sixth Rank Peak!" It was beyond Eldest Young Master Jiang’s wildest dreams that the reputedly useless Big Playboy Mu was actually a master of Sixth Rank Swordman Peak, far surpassing him in strength.
However, his pig-like scream was not due to Mu Hanyan’s punch.
He had merely clashed directly and was overpowered by Mu Hanyan, causing his protective Qi to dissipate—he wasn’t injured. But without the protective Qi, a treacherous kick from behind fully demonstrated its power.
"Ow... ow..." Eldest Young Master Jiang fell to the ground, clutching his back and rolling around, emitting a mournful cry from his mouth.
"So despicable, so sinister," Mu Hanyan said looking at Zirong and sighed.
"It wasn’t me this time," Zirong shrugged, looking innocent.
Mu Hanyan looked at Huayue in surprise.
"I didn’t mean to, really," Huayue said, his face a mix of innocence and sincerity.
Mu Hanyan’s mouth twitched. Ah, to be influenced by the company one keeps. The previously honest Huayue had learned bad habits from Zirong. How good he was before, and now he had changed . Becoming so bad, could he even find a wife in the future? While Zirong the scoundrel already had a fiancée, Huayue was still single. Thinking this, Mu Hanyan felt truly sympathetic towards Huayue.
She had forgotten, though, that there was actually someone even more deserving of sympathy.
As the sun set and the cold wind blew, there lay the scattered petals of chrysanthemums...
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