1270 Too weak

As for why Feng Xuanyi suddenly stopped stuttering, Ye Wanwan didn't think too deeply about it in this current situation. She was merely confused about why Feng Xuanyi was suddenly here as the head captain of the Si family's hidden guards.

"Oh? You have helpers?" The man dressed as a chauffeur smiled faintly and walked forward. "I advise you to refrain from interfering in this matter. It's none of your business."

Feng Xuanyi glanced at the driver but didn't say anything. He took out a cigarette and lit it. A faint ring of smoke puffed out of his mouth. "And?"

The driver didn't waste any more words. He stepped toward Feng Xuanyi and swung a fist at Feng Xuanyi's temples lightening fast.

It would be difficult for talented martial artists to dodge this swift punch, let alone normal people. A hit to the temples would lead to death without a doubt.