The young man laughed as he walked, his smile full of mockery. "Haha, I'm just begging for a beating. What are you going to do about it? Come bite me!"
The moment those words left his mouth, the men opposite him erupted.
Their leader gritted his teeth, his face twisted with rage. He pointed at them and roared, "Everyone, attack! Beat these suicidal little brats into the ground! I want to see just who that woman is to make the clan head protect her like this!"
"Attack!"
At their leader's furious shout, the men behind him roared in unison, their eyes bloodshot as they lunged forward.
Bang!
The young man's fist shot out, fast and vicious, straight toward the leader's chest.
Startled, the man hurriedly raised his axe to block. But his defense was no match at all. Before the axe even touched the fist, his entire arm went numb from the shock, and he went flying along with his axe.
The punch carried considerable force. Although it did not shatter the man's breastbone outright, its internal force penetrated his body. He hit the ground, tasted sweetness in his mouth, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his lips.
Thud!
The man collapsed headfirst, his face as white as paper. One hand clutched his chest tightly, and he was in too much pain to speak.
Just then, a figure appeared out of thin air on the battlefield.
Xuan Zhe reached out, seized the young man's shoulder, and pulled, lifting him off the ground.
The young man steadied himself and glanced up at Xuan Zhe, his face full of derision. "Heh, so this is how the Hidden Mystery Village treats its guests?"
Xuan Zhe remained composed and responded unhurriedly, "Brother, you've misunderstood. I'm not from the Hidden Mystery