The youth remained motionless, seemingly oblivious to the ferocious punch hurtling toward him, yet the golden kitten perched on his shoulder darted forward like a streak of gold, charging at the gaunt man.
"Bang!"
With a light step, the kitten's slender leg landed on the man's chest, sending him flying backward as if struck by an enormous hammer, crashing heavily into the ground.
The moment the gaunt man hit the ground, his legs kicked out, and he was dead.
"You… You actually dare to kill our brother! Do you have any idea what kind of trouble you've gotten yourself into? You're dead meat!" the scar-faced brute bellowed, red-faced and furious.
"Gotten into what kind of trouble?" the youth echoed the words of the scar-faced brute with a hint of disdain on his face, "I've heard that phrase far too often."
"More often than you could ever imagine!"