With one palm, Dai Wuheng was sent flying, heavily injured, vomiting blood uncontrollably.
Steward Shan was both shocked and furious.
He helped Dai Wuheng up, discovering that most of the latter's chest ribs were fractured.
Luckily.
The internal organs didn't suffer fatal damage, he's not dead yet.
"Who are you? Are you hostile towards my Fuxiang Island?"
Steward Shan placed Dai Wuheng on the sofa, then turned to question the young man who made the move.
A nearby person.
Mu Peng hurriedly stepped forward to support Dai Wuheng, simultaneously making a phone call, preparing to call for an ambulance.
Without treatment, such injuries could be deadly!
Meanwhile.
Wu Chengjue stepped forward with a sullen expression, standing beside Steward Shan.
His cultivation had reached the Qi Refining Ninth Level, with strength slightly weaker than Steward Shan!
Apart from the leading young man opposed to them, the rest had similar cultivation.
