A kind man was easily bullied, a gentle horse easily ridden—an old saying that proved true on Zhang Tie once again today. He had not made an issue of these foreigners' rudeness before, yet unexpectedly, it only made them push their luck further.
At this moment, Zhang Tie was truly enraged.
With Zhang Tie's senses, even with his back completely turned, how could anything happening behind him escape his perception? Without looking back, he knew exactly what those two foreign scum intended to do.
The one thrusting himself toward Bai Suxian was the young Black Iron Knight among those foreigners. Even with his back to him, Zhang Tie could clearly sense the vulgar grin on that bastard's face as he pressed forward, as well as the ugly bulge beneath his crotch.
Perhaps what that foreign knight was thinking was that taking advantage of a Hua Clan beauty in a crowded place was no great matter.
In Xuanyuan Hill, such a fellow was simply outrageously bold. Zhang Tie found it strange—he had no idea who had given this man such nerve. During these days in Xuanyuan Hill, Hua Clan knights had all conducted themselves properly, let alone knights from the subcontinents.
Before that man could touch Bai Suxian, when the two were still some ten or twenty centimeters apart, radiance flashed from Bai Suxian's body. Her protective Battle Qi erupted in an instant, erecting a solid barrier between them. The moment he sensed the protective Battle Qi, the smile on that man's face froze—and then Zhang Tie's kick arrived.
Zhang Tie's furious kick landed directly in his crotch.
The next instant, an earth-shaking scream rang out amid the crowd at Golden Power Market's Qian Gate. A cloud of blood burst from the tall foreigner's lower body, and Zhang Tie's kick sent