Kapitel 77: The Hot Blood of Youth

Returning to his seat with the help of his father, Fang Lin managed to maintain his dignified appearance as the main course was served at last with people on both sides of the hall talking about the display of power they had just witnessed.

"Brother Wu," Su Xiang asked between nibbling on succulent pieces of dry fried chicken. "Do you think Yue could resist Young Lord Zhang's powerful strikes?"

"I think she'd manage the first three for sure," Wu Ling said with some humility. "That last strike reminded me a bit of the power that Fenglun put into his staff strikes when you fought him on the mountain. Yue might be able to resist it but she might be injured in the process." Truthfully, Wu Ling felt it was unlikely that Yue would be injured in a clash with the young Brawler, but he didn't want to draw the ire of the young lord if their conversation happened to be overheard.