'I'm a First Rank Middle Stage Cultivator,' Zheng Song thought, 'but this kid subdued me with sheer brute force. He's clearly not as ordinary as he looks.'
'Damn, this guy is definitely not a normal person... The force he used to grab my wrist was so immense, it felt like he was going to snap it right in two.'
'He's absolutely a Cultivator, and the kind I can't afford to mess with.'
Lin Li looked at Zheng Song, whose forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and said in a calm tone, "My friend has already given you a sincere apology. Let's just drop this whole matter. What do you say?"
"Drop it my ass! You injured our brother Zheng Song like this and think you can just walk away? If you don't get on your knees and apologize to him right now, none of you are leaving this place in one piece..."
Zheng Song's companions flew into a rage after hearing Lin Li's words. It was the first time they had ever met a young man who wasn't afraid of them and had such an arrogant attitude.
