After fending off the two men, Ye Xuan clenched his fists and stood tall. He waved his fist at the short, fat man with a big, beaming smile and said, "Tuxing Sun, do you want me to give you a punch too?"
He had clearly held back in that strike; otherwise, those two bodyguards would have been doing more than just being pushed back—they'd be lying on the ground, unable to get up!
Even so, it still gave the other party a huge shock. The short, fat man looked at Ye Xuan with a face full of horror, both shocked and angry, yet he dared not make another move.
If the two strong bodyguards he brought with him were sent flying with just one punch from Ye Xuan, what would happen to him if he took a hit? Wouldn't his whole body fall apart?
"You... you just wait! We'll see about this."
After giving Ye Xuan a fierce glare, the short, fat man took his two injured bodyguards and scurried away.
