The King Of The Era That You Want To Follow

Right after Tang Long's voice subsided, all he heard was the whistle of the wind.

In the next second, the copper-faced man single-handedly grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up into the air.

Then, without any reason, the copper-faced man punched him in the face.

"What's the point? The point is to remember that Tang Ling is your brother! Shouldn't you give a chance to your own blood and kinship?"

Right after that, he slammed Tang Long on the ground. Then, he looked at the kid and stretched his fist, "Sometimes, I think punches speak louder than words for someone who is lost. You will eventually make mistakes and I don't mind lecturing you back to the correct path."

The wind hissed and Tang Long's long hair fluttered. A cold smile curled upon his lips. He then touched the edge of his mouth. The punch did not truly hurt him, but it would leave a bruise.