Qin Jiang stood with his hands clasped behind his back.
Indifferently, he said, "Two grown men picking on a young girl at her birthday party is really lacking in style. Take your giant bell and get lost!"
Liu Changxin sneered, "Just you?!"
"You don't even look like someone who practices martial arts. Aren't you afraid I'll punch you to death with these thin arms and legs of yours?"
Qin Jiang shook his head. "You're not capable of that yet."
Li Xu struggled to rise from the ground and said coldly, "Even I wasn't his match. You're just going to get yourself killed. Stop showing off and save yourself the embarrassment!"
The crowd also buzzed with discussion. Indeed, Li Xu, as the heir to the Li Family Fist and born in a Martial Arts Family, was not Liu Changxin's match! How could Qin Jiang possibly be?!
Zhang Haoyuan and others also became extremely nervous.
"Mr. Qin..."