The Powerful Ming Tie

"Qingfeng Li, you hit the men of the Iron Fist Sect. Now I'll give you a chance to break your hands by yourself, and kneel down to apologize." Slightly raising his head, the young man said arrogantly with a faint smile.

Kneel down to apologize?

Qingfeng Li frowned, with a flash of cold light in his eyes, "Your men of the Iron Fist Sect all like kneeling down? In that case, I'd like to say, if you fall to your knees as an apology to me, I promise I won't punch your face. Otherwise I'll beat you to a disgusting pig."

"I'm Ming Tie, the young sect master of Iron Fist Sect, how dare you scold me? Do you want to die?" The young man said insidiously with his face darkened.