The speed of an Ancient Martial Artist is much faster than an ordinary person.
Everyone barely caught a glimpse of a blur, and Cheng Yan's hand had already reached out in front of Ruan Qi.
Seeing her fingers about to grab Ruan Qi's mask, Ruan Qi, unhurriedly, lightly blocked with her hand.
Smack!
Cheng Yan's hand was harshly slapped away, and the back of her hand reddened and swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
She let out a muffled groan of pain, and anger quickly surfaced on her face.
"You dare to lay a hand on me? Have you forgotten my last name?!"
Cheng Yan was quite sure that Little Azure Dragon was an Ancient Martial Artist; otherwise, he couldn't possibly have stopped her attack.
Since he is an Ancient Martial Artist, that makes it easier to handle.
Ancient Martial Artists have their own set of rules and hierarchy. And the Cheng family stands at the pinnacle of that hierarchy.
