Xu Ming realized that his secret had been exposed. He tried to get away, but a terrifying force pulled him back.
"Wanting to leave, did you ask my opinion?"
"Slap!"
The wiping cloth Ren Feifan just used to clean the table slapped directly on Xu Ming's face.
Xu Ming even felt that something inexplicably like noodles were stuffed into his mouth.
When he opened his eyes and saw the wiping cloth in Ren Feifan's hand, he wanted to vomit it out.
But he did not dare to vomit!
The sinister god was watching!
"You...you...do you dare to confront the bottom line of the Xu family?"
Xu Ming glanced at the several collapsed men behind him, who knew this kid was such a tough fighter!
Those elite members of the Xu family were also cultivators, weren't they? Why couldn't they make a move in front of this kid?
"Is Xu Shichang in the Xu family?" Ren Feifan casually asked with his hands in his pockets.