'Thank you for the gifts.' Clark smiled and then time resumed its flow in the infinite cycle of creation.
"TAP!" An inevitable fist got blocked by one hand alone.
"..." This left everyone in shock and more so Shi Yan who was already in the personal space of our very own protagonist.
Shi Yan tried to withdraw his captured hand but was left impotent to achieve this quest. It seemed like he was trying to move an immortal mountain before him.
"Go away and get drunk someplace else." Our bored gamer said and then he finally let go of Shi Yan's hand.
'Who the hell is this boy?!' This was the question that rang in the mind of Shi Yan. He massaged his numb right hand and he could see clear red prints on his skin.
The boy's grip was hard and tight and Shi Yan never doubted that he could have suffered more in consequence of his actions.
'It seems like he's another rogue cultivator in the city.' Shi Yan concluded at this point.