"If you keep talking, I don't mind giving you two coffins for free."
The middle-aged man said indifferently.
Ye Xuan chuckled at that and pretended to ask, "Are they for me and my wife?"
"Well, that's great. When my wife and I grow old, we won't have to buy our own coffins."
BOOM!
Before the words landed, the middle-aged man suddenly moved, his body like a humanoid fierce beast, pressing in almost instantly.
The large hammer in his hand swung, almost about to smash Ye Xuan's head.
But the scene seemed to freeze at that moment.
The middle-aged man couldn't hit Ye Xuan, the hammer stopped three inches away from Ye Xuan.
The middle-aged man's muscles bulged, veins like pythons, it was clear that this smash was done with full force.
Seeing that his hammer didn't succeed, the middle-aged man was somewhat surprised.
"Don't be so violent." Ye Xuan smiled slightly.
On Ye Xuan's body, invisible ripples spread out, freezing the surrounding void.
