Every word Yue Xiaofei said struck Qingluan like a resounding slap across the face.
Who was she?
She was an elite guard handpicked from the finest guard corps of the Eight Great Clans!
She was the eldest miss's most trusted chief guard!
She had always taken pride in her martial skills.
Yet today, some nobody had humiliated her so openly!
"You're asking for death!"
Qingluan was utterly enraged!
With a sharp cry, she stopped holding back and drove her speed and strength to their limits!
Palm strikes blurred through the restaurant as fierce gusts howled!
Qingluan became a swarm of afterimages, attacking Yue Xiaofei furiously from every direction.
Yet no matter how relentless or cunning her attacks were,
Yue Xiaofei merely stood with his hands behind his back, following a mysterious footwork pattern as he moved within a tiny space as casually as if taking a stroll.
He was like a rock in a raging torrent. No matter how the waves battered him, they could not move him an inch.
Every dodge was perfectly measured—not a fraction too far or too short, as though calculated with absolute precision.
The bizarre sight left everyone in the restaurant dumbstruck.
That woman in fighting clothes, whose commanding presence made her look incredibly formidable, could not even touch the hem of Yue Xiaofei's clothes!
How... how was that possible?!
Su Wanning covered her mouth, eyes wide as her heart raced beyond her control.
He was so cool!
He was even more impressive than the martial arts masters in the movies!
"Useless! You're all useless! What are you standing around for?!"
Unable to defeat him after all those attacks and humiliated in public, Qingluan took a blow to her pride unlike any before. She was losing her temper.
"Get him! Take him down!"
She gave