He Pingzhang fell to the ground.
The moment he left the secret realm, he resurrected. Shaking his head to clear his mind, he struggled up from the ground in disarray and glared resentfully at Shi Tiexin's retreating back. But after only two looks, the hatred on his face turned to fear.
In his eyes, Shi Tiexin's burly back gradually grew taller, becoming an insurmountable peak. His immense presence, mingled with the shadows cast by the streetlight, pressed down on him. In his heart, he knew that he would never reclaim his dignity for the rest of his life.
What chilled him even more was that, after this battle, Shi Tiexin had completely cemented his reputation as a super genius. His future rise would be unstoppable. Meanwhile, having been utterly defeated by him, He Pingzhang's position and treatment within the group would both plummet.
Most crucially, those people who had never liked him could now seize the opportunity to launch an investigation and shove him straight into a bottomless abyss.
He Pingzhang scrambled to his feet with both hands and feet, bent over, and ran away. He did not even dare leave behind a single face-saving remark.
He had sobered up.
Unfortunately, he had sobered up too late.
Today's defeat was the beginning of his total downfall.
Shi Tiexin stood silently, a peculiar feeling rising within him.
For quite a long time, He Pingzhang had been the "sky," the "law," and the "way" to Shi Tiexin and the Orphanage. He still remembered He Chong's words at the Minor Provincial Examination arena with perfect clarity. Though he had fought with all his strength and defeated He Chong back then, the stifled resentment in his heart had never truly dissipated.
But today, Shi Tiexin had finally shattered that "sky" with one punch. The