The gunshot exploded, plunging the once-lively birthday banquet into dead silence in an instant.
Every guest present had their pupils contract sharply, their minds go blank, and terror spread across their faces.
How could these pampered business and political elites, the scions of Aristocratic Clans, have ever seen a scene like this?
One second ago, everyone had been wearing mocking smiles, waiting to see Long Aotian make a fool of himself. The next, their faces had all gone pale as they hurriedly backed away.
"Husband! Are you alright?" Li Yuqiu rushed to Long Aotian's side and asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. These things can't hurt me..."
Long Aotian smiled and reassured her. He opened his hand, and three bullets fell onto the bluestone floor with crisp clinks.
"Husband, you're a martial artist too?!" Li Yuqiu finally saw the bullets in Long Aotian's hand and cried out in shock.
"Yeah. When I was little, I bought a secret manual from a beggar, then trained with an old man for a few years..." Long Aotian said with a smile and a nod.
"That's impossible!"
Some rejoiced while others grieved. The young man who witnessed this scene was completely panicked. He had never imagined that Long Aotian could even catch bullets!
"Under heaven, no martial art is unbreakable; only speed cannot be broken."
Long Aotian crouched slightly, took the other man's pistol, and examined it before speaking again.
"Why play with anything but a gun? Don't you know guns are banned in China?"
Long Aotian was somewhat speechless. The man's reckless, consequence-free style of doing things was exactly like that of a street thug, without a shred of the bearing expected of a rich young master...
"What are you trying to do? I'm warning you, my father is Zhang Wanqian! If you