"This...?" The elder was blasted away with a punch, leaving the Sun Family and the Feng Family people shocked and dumbfounded, unable to believe what had just transpired.
Just a second ago, he was being dominated, how could he be defeated in the blink of an eye? Are they seeing ghosts?
But the fact was right before their eyes, they couldn't disbelieve it.
Long Qiuhua and his companions watched the elder fly backward with satisfied smiles. The Shen Family must have held back, or else that punch would have been enough to take his life.
Seeing the incredulous looks on the faces of Sun Lubu and the others, Long Qiuhua and his companions couldn't be happier. There was nothing more enjoyable than seeing them swallow their pride, especially Feng Jiayin, that old witch whose skin was thicker than city walls; probably not even a bomb could blast it open.
"Pfft! Cough cough—"