Zhang Jikai's fury rose, but he had not yet let it out.
The man before him slammed money on his face and ordered, "I want to have some quiet time here with my sister, please leave us alone. Here's ten thousand yuan for you to have tea."
"Damn it!"
Zhang Jikai cursed loudly, never in his life had he been treated this way.
He raised his foot and kicked towards Long Fei, wanting to teach this bumpkin a lesson.
However, Long Fei merely lifted his hand gently.
His leg felt like it was electrocuted, suddenly shooting up into the air, causing his body to lose balance and fall backwards.
With a splash, Zhang Jikai screamed as he fell into the water.
"Damn!"
"Motherf*cker!"
"How dare you attack our Young Master Zhang!"
A group of young men nearby sprang up, grabbing wine bottles, flower pots, and small chairs, and charged towards Long Fei.
Liuu Ruyan had already succeeded in Foundation Establishment; she was even higher than a Grandmaster of Ancient Martial Arts.
