Crack!
A muffled thunderclap erupted indoors, the explosive sound making everyone's eardrums ache.
They looked closely and saw that Chen Chong had raised his palm and actually caught Zhou Changquan's surprise punch!
Chen Chong's body shook, and his left foot slid back a step. Then he steadied himself, casually drew his foot back, and stood quietly in place.
"Director Zhou doesn't seem to have much respect for fair play," he said evenly.
Hearing Chen Chong's strong, steady voice, with even a hint of mockery in it, everyone else in the reception room widened their eyes.
Chen Chong had caught Zhou Changquan's sneak attack without getting hurt?
Wang Sheng immediately took his hand off the backrest and sat upright, leaning forward slightly as he looked Chen Chong up and down.
Xiang Zhigang also lowered his arms to his sides and turned fully toward the doorway. After studying Chen Chong's bearing, a thoughtful look entered his eyes.
Wang Su and the others instantly brightened with excitement.
They had not understood Chen Chong's proposal.
They acknowledged his strength and were thrilled that he dared to step forward at a time like this.
But a gulf separated the realms, especially the third realm and the fourth realm.
No matter how strong or promising he was, he could not possibly be Zhou Changquan's match unless he crossed that divide.
Zhou Changquan had voiced their own thoughts. They understood even less why Qiao Qing had agreed, though the sharper among them suspected it was a stalling tactic.
Their leader truly was their leader. So she had known Chen Chong's strength all along—the members of the Green Shirt Society looked at Qiao Qing, only to discover the same shock on her normally calm, composed face.
Huh?
Qiao Qing knew Chen Chong was already approaching the fourth realm.