China's Ginger!

Whoosh!

A fierce gale burst from the heart of the dust cloud, sweeping in every direction. The surrounding adventurers watching the spectacle couldn't help raising their hands to shield their faces.

"Are all adventurers in Mormans this stupid?"

A calm, youthful voice rang out.

As the dust dispersed, the sight before them made every adventurer's pupils constrict.

The black-haired youth stood calmly where he was. The ground beneath him had caved in and cracked like a spiderweb. His hands hung at his sides; he had not made a single move.

Meanwhile, Luna, the cat demon who had launched the attack, now had one arm snapped. Blood dripped steadily from it, pattering onto the ground. An utterly terrifying pressure had forced her flat against the earth, her limbs kneeling and prostrate. Amid her struggle, her expression carried a trace of incredulous terror.

The scene also made Letina, standing some distance away, cover her lips in shock, her beautiful eyes staring blankly at Jiang Yuan's back.

This exceptionally handsome Chinese youth had actually suppressed Luna, a seventh-rank cat demon, so effortlessly!

Unbelievable!

A trace of surprise, shock, and astonishment first appeared on the bald man Gade's face, before it turned into sudden realization.

So that was it.

So it was him!

A bead of cold sweat surfaced on Gade's forehead. The drunkenness on his face vanished by more than half in an instant, leaving behind a strained smile.

"This isn't something to joke about..."

The street, boisterous and clamorous just moments ago, suddenly fell silent. Quite a few drunks smashing bottles and gamblers alike couldn't help shrinking back.

"Hey! Gade, don't you have an Appraisal skill? Didn't you see that he was hiding his strength?!" someone shouted at Gade.

Glug, glug, glug...

The bald Gade took several gulps of liquor and yelled,