Retreating 10 Miles with a Single Punch

"Master, leave it to me!" Ding Ping asked permission to fight.

"No, leave it to me!" Jiuyao argued. After he had lost to Ding Ping, he ******** wanted to be better than Ding Ping, so he would fight over everything with Ding Ping.

Ling Han ignored them. He merely sent a palm strike into the air, and pa, the young man from the Lu Clan was immediately pressed into the ground, his body forming the Chinese character 大. A human-shaped hole immediately appeared in the floor that had been tiled with blue-green tiles like it was made of tofu.

"How dare you!!" Lu Chengfeng's eyes involuntarily froze over. He dared to commit violence even right in front of him.

"Ling Han, this is the Imperial Capital!" Xiang Chengyun declared icily. He had been thrown onto the ground in public, and this filled him with a cold killing intent. His fury was definitely not something that could be vented just by giving Ling Han a beating.

He wanted to kill Ling Han!