Xiu Wen, who was originally raging with fury, suddenly calmed down at this moment, then stared at Xue An with a chilling gaze.
"Young man, I was intending to let you off the hook, but you forced my hand! You..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xue An, who had been standing on the high platform, suddenly vanished. When he reappeared, he was already behind Xiu Wen, and then he threw a punch.
Despite sensing something was off, Xiu Wen was helpless as Xue An's speed was simply too fast. Too fast for him to react in time, so he had no choice but to brace himself and take the punch head-on.
Bang!
After a muffled sound, the old Sect Leader of the Golden Cauldron Pavilion was sent flying like a kite with its string cut, being blasted down from the sky and smashing into the ground of the plaza.
The entire Golden Cauldron Pavilion seemed to tremble slightly because of this, and the disciples present were all astounded.
