Crack!
The tall, skinny boy's face slammed into the wall. The bridge of his nose broke with a crisp snap, and then he slid down along the wall.
A vivid streak of blood was left on the gray brick wall.
Absolutely horrifying!
The half-grown children stared at the scene in astonishment. Looking at Yuan Qing sprawled on the ground, desperately trying to crawl back up but utterly unable to, they all felt a chill run down their spines.
Yuan Qing was the son of General Yuan Wanli, the defending commander of West City. Although the Yuan Family could not be considered a first-rate lineage beneath the Son of Heaven's feet, someone had injured him this badly in a single move. Did this mean they intended to forge a blood feud?
Just who dared to strike so viciously?
Everyone turned their heads, then stared at the sweetly smiling girl in a daze.
This girl is really beautiful. The older children thought to themselves.
"Hey, did you attack him from behind?" some clueless brats who knew nothing about appreciating beauty shouted.
"You injured him this badly with one move. What deep grudge does Yuan Qing have against you?"
"If anything happens to Brother Yuan, just wait for the consequences!"
Li Sinian smiled awkwardly and said apologetically, "I didn't expect to punch him into this state either. I just got angry when I saw you bullying someone, and I lost control of my strength in the heat of the moment."
"What business is it of yours if we bully someone?" The leader was a youth with a long sword slung across his shoulder. He stared coldly at Li Sinian and said viciously, "You injured our brother. You owe us an explanation, don't you?"
A chubby head pushed its way out from the middle