The sudden scene startled everyone. That was a person, after all, yet he was slapped and sent flying several meters away like a doll. They had seen Chen Yang act before, but to do so with such casual ease was simply mind-blowing.
"Ahhh!!"
Ao Lifu, his face a mask of pure agony, wiped the blood from his cheek and let out a pained roar from deep within his throat. The pain wasn't just on his face; it radiated from both knees, feeling as if it were tearing his very divine spirit apart.
Most crucially, he had actually knelt before him?
A surge of rage, more intense than before, erupted like a volcano, shooting straight to the crown of his head and incinerating every last shred of his reason.
"You... you actually dared to lay a hand on me?" Ao Lifu propped himself up on the table and struggled to his feet. His bloodshot eyes, full of venom and malice, were locked on Chen Yang. He looked as if he wanted to eat Chen Yang alive.
