"What are you all standing around for? Charge him and let this kid see what kind of status I, Red, hold here," the red-haired man shouted angrily, clearly dissatisfied with his challenge.
The others behind him charged forward upon hearing his words.
Ye Feng took a brisk step forward and slapped the so-called Red across the face.
Slap—
The crisp sound reverberated through the air, heard by everyone present.
They all stared at Ye Feng with wide eyes, in disbelief.
How... did he get there?
Red's cheek was instantaneously swollen and red, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth; the slap was evidently not light.
Ye Feng stood before him, looking down with a domineering presence that was poised to unleash.
If anyone dared take a step forward, Ye Feng would ensure their blood spilled on the spot.
Intimidated by his aura, Red was momentarily shaken, but he quickly recovered.
They had so many people, and they still couldn't beat this damned kid.