One Move

As he watched Flender put on this performance before him, Jiang Xuan's eyes were filled with coldness.

This was already the second time.

The last conflict between Dai Mubai and him had not been particularly serious. For the sake of that old bastard Flender, he had endured it and let it go.

But today, this matter absolutely could not be settled so easily!

With that thought in mind, while Dai Mubai was still hesitating over how to apologize, Jiang Xuan showed Flender no courtesy at all and snapped at him directly:

"Old bastard, that animal just tried to kill my sister. If I had arrived any later, who knew what kind of tragedy might have happened! Yet now you want to brush everything aside with one half-hearted apology? You're going too far!"

As a genuine Soul Saint, Flender naturally cared about his dignity.

Being accused in public by a junior, his face instantly darkened.

For a moment, he wanted to retort directly:

I'm bullying you. What can you do about it?

But considering that the boy before him was no ordinary person, Flender could only suppress his anger for the moment and ask with a fake smile, "And what brilliant suggestion do you have, young friend?"

"Simple. I'll fight this animal and settle our grievances on the spot. Life and death will be left to fate, and no one is allowed to interfere. How about it?"

The moment those words came out, Dai Mubai clenched his fists. The hatred in his gaze toward Jiang Xuan was so thick it nearly became tangible.

His battle-hungry instincts urged him to agree immediately.

But the fear carved into his bones forcibly suppressed that impulse.

There was no helping it. The difference in strength between them was simply too great.

Jiang Xuan's single kick