Fuse (2)

 Wood chips splintered off everywhere from the tattered wall. After a wave of commotion, a couple men of Jianghu held their wounds from the splinters and hurriedly moved further away, afraid they were going to be affected again. 

 "Go… f*ck your mom! You madman!!" Bie Feihe struggled to unsheath the knife at his belt, and struck toward Lu Sheng. 

 "Dang."

 The steel knife was casually slapped away by Lu Sheng, and then stabbed firmly into the wooden wall to the side. 

 "And you dare insult your master!?" Lu Sheng tightened his brow, then grabbed Bie Feihe's hair, and slammed his face into the ground. 

 "Snap!"

 His face was slammed squarely into the floor, and his nose bridge instantly snapped. His mouth, eyes, and forehead were covered in blood, looking extremely pitiful. 

 He tried his best to circulate Qi within his body, but somehow he felt as if everything in his body had become sluggish and unresponsive. 

 "Madman!"