"Ignorant of life and death!"
Huo Lin's face curled into a disdainful cold sneer.
"As expected of Young Master Huo, your strength is truly formidable!"
"Impressive, impressive! This kid deserved a good lesson, to let him know some people are not to be offended."
"Exactly, exactly! Daring to rival Young Master Huo for a bride, he's simply courting death!"
The crowd started flattering one after another.
With a single palm strike, Liu Feng was critically injured, hanging on by a thread.
"Liu Feng!"
At this moment, from within the bridal palanquin, finally came a panicked scream with a sobbing tone.
"Brother Feng, seeing him fight so desperately, it doesn't seem like he's lying." Liu Qingyang glanced at Liu Feng, then at the bridal palanquin.
Looking at Huo Lin's arrogant demeanor, Miao Qingqing said with disgust, "I knew he wasn't a good person just by looking at him."
Huo Lin's gaze then turned to Feng Wuchen standing in the middle of the street, seemingly surprised.