The sudden loud crash immediately drew the attention of every customer in the bar.
Everyone looked toward the source of the noise and saw Wen Fu in a corner of the bar, his eyes tightly shut and his face twisted in pain as he leaned against the wall and slowly sank to the floor while holding Smoker.
The moment Wen Fu sat down, the arms wrapped around Smoker loosened as well.
Only then did Smoker belatedly realize what had happened. He hurriedly turned around and threw himself down beside Wen Fu, shouting anxiously,
"Uncle Wen Fu! How are you?!"
"Wake up, Uncle Wen Fu! Don't fall asleep!"
At Smoker's calls, Wen Fu struggled to open his eyes. He forced an ugly smile at the worried Smoker before him and weakly reassured him in a soft voice,
"I'm fine, Smoker. Don't worry."
Just as Wen Fu finished speaking, the voice of the young man in the suit came from the doorway.
"Who would have thought that there'd be someone of this caliber in the tiny East Blue?"
"Although I didn't put much force into it, it was still quite impressive that you managed to block my attack."
"Kid, you're pretty lucky. I'll let you off this time."
The young man in the suit bent slightly and dusted off his spotless, gleaming leather shoes, speaking as if he were showing great mercy.
However, his words instantly enraged the young Smoker. The weakened Wen Fu did not have time to stop him before Smoker spread his arms, shielding Wen Fu behind him as he loudly demanded,
"Who the hell are you?! Why did you attack someone without any reason?!"
The young man in the suit cleared his throat and was just about to say something when Smoker cut him off before he could