The Visit
At that moment, Qin Zhuang, hidden among the crowd, saw what was happening and awkwardly rubbed his nose.
The last time he'd robbed Bi Fan of his Fire Origin Pills, his men had been bewitched in the same way and lost the ability to fight back.
Luo Shu, however, had no idea what was going on.
But he had no time to react. Before his fist could reach Su Ran, Bi Fan struck him with a palm strike from the Dragon Roar Tiger Howl Fist, sending him flying backward!
The onlookers gaped in astonishment. They hadn't expected the Young Mansion Lord of the mighty Luo Mansion to be so utterly helpless before this man.
"You—you actually dared to hit me!"
clutching his aching chest, Luo Shu pointed at Bi Fan and bellowed, "You brat, you're dead today!"
Bi Fan gave him a cold smile and ignored him. Since he had dared to come here, he had made all the necessary preparations.
Seeing that Bi Fan showed no fear at all, Luo Shu narrowed his eyes. He pulled out a signal flare and hurled it into the sky, then shouted, "Luo Mansion elites, show yourselves!"
As soon as his voice fell, figures dressed in black sprang into the air from among the crowd. Every gesture they made brimmed with dense Chaos Qi.
These were the true elite guards protecting the Luo Mansion. As for the regular guard squad, they were nothing more than cannon fodder, brought out only in special circumstances.
Bi Fan watched the twenty or so men indifferently. Their auras were all around the level of Chaos Envoys, and his expression grew slightly grave.
Seeing him standing motionless, Luo Shu assumed he was intimidated. He sneered scornfully. "Brat, never seen anything like this before, have you?!"
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