"Nice, my ass."
Seeing that the man still had the energy to praise him, Chen Hao cursed inwardly and charged at him again.
The middle-aged man's expression darkened. He planted his feet in a horse stance and shifted his arms slightly, ready to meet the attack with everything he had.
Chen Hao hadn't used the Tiger-Subduing Arhat Fist in their earlier exchange. This time, however, he was getting serious. He didn't want to waste any more time.
They each threw a punch. Their fists collided, sending a dull thud through the air.
The contact lasted only an instant before the middle-aged man's expression changed drastically. He couldn't even hold the horse stance he was so proud of and stumbled backward wildly.
As he staggered back, the clothes covering his upper body burst apart, leaving him utterly disheveled.
Horror filled the middle-aged man's face. Clutching his chest, he asked fearfully, "What are you trying to do?"
"Kick your freaking ass."
Chen Hao lowered his fist. Not wanting to waste another word on the man, he turned to leave.
"Brother, wait!"
The middle-aged man grabbed two leaves to cover his nipples and hurried in front of Chen Hao. "You're so young, yet you've already reached the Qi Nurturing Realm! You're truly a once-in-an-age genius!"
"The Qi Nurturing Realm?!" Chen Hao froze at the term. Did Qi Refiners have cultivation ranks, just like immortal cultivators?
Seeing Chen Hao suddenly stop, the middle-aged man immediately asked, "Brother, what's your name? Which school do you belong to?"
Hearing so many unfamiliar terms, Chen Hao actually wanted to get some information out of the man. But it was getting late, and he still had a dinner to attend that evening.
This was his first official date with Liu Yan. He couldn't afford any mishaps. "Give me