"Bro-in-law, that was soul-sapping, totally soul-sapping! Awesome!"
Qin Haonan clapped excitedly from the side, cheering.
Qiao San lay on the ground, dazed and totally bewildered, his face sporting a bright red handprint that perfectly embodied the phrase "Soul Demolishing!"
"Holy shit! Am I dreaming? Did this kid just knock down Third Master with one palm?"
"No, no, this can't be right! My eyes must be playing tricks on me! It's an illusion!"
"This guy's too violent! I just remembered, my mom's calling me to come home for dinner..."
"There's a storm brewing, I need to head home to bring in the laundry..."
The several underlings nearby, who were previously full of anger, were now gaping in shock, stunned by Ye Xuan's thunderous palm.
They gulped and glanced towards the door, quietly edging towards the exit, actually thinking of abandoning Qiao San and sneakily slipping away!
