Mist God Cult's Deployment

"What's going on here?"

"Not too sure. Sounds like the short-haired woman wants that tall guy to apologize."

"A big man bullying a woman, have they no shame?"

With a tall, robustly built male and a dainty, cute, teary-eyed female in conflict, most people instinctively stood by the "vulnerable" woman.

Encouraged by the surrounding crowd, Xuanxuan instantly ramped it up, putting on a weeping, blubbering act. "We were only shaking hands! If you didn't want to shake, you didn't have to. Why did you have to mock my boyfriend?"

At those words, the surrounding outcry immediately grew much louder.

"Are you done?" Chen Xu's expression did not change at all. He showed no wavering or fear whatsoever because of the surrounding noise.

"Definitely not done..."

His perception swept across the crowd, and a wisp of momentum abruptly burst forth from Chen Xu.

On the street, not a shred of sound remained in an instant. Countless people's teeth chattered, and some even slumped to the ground with a thud, hard-to-conceal terror welling up in their eyes as if they had witnessed some horrifying sight.

Silence—extreme silence. Aside from the sound of Chen Xu's receding footsteps, there was not the slightest bit of any other noise.

Chen Xu neither could nor wished to waste time arguing with them and explaining his actions. After all, even if they figured it all out, he wouldn't gain any extra benefits.

Therefore, he preferred a more direct method. Although crude, it was very effective.

The crowd instinctively cleared a path, and Chen Xu strode toward the venue of the Heavenly King Exhibition Match.

Based on current information, the Mist God Cult members were most likely to strike right here. He would go scout the place out in advance, pick up a ticket from a scalper by