"Apologize!" Zhao Yuan grabbed the rude man and ordered in a low, stern voice.
"What did you say?" The man frowned, seemingly unable to believe someone dared to speak to him like that.
Zhao Yuan's tone was cold. "I said, apologize!"
"On what grounds?" the man demanded.
Zhao Yuan smiled, but it was an incredibly sinister smile that would make anyone who saw it shiver involuntarily. "You stepped on someone and then insulted them. Shouldn't you apologize? And you have the nerve to ask me on what grounds? Is this how your parents taught you to be a decent human being?"
Enraged, the man swung a slap at Zhao Yuan while cursing, "Fuck, trying to be the hero saving the damsel in distress? Go take a piss and look at your own reflection! You dare to snarl at me? I'll teach you a lesson you'll never forget!"
However, things didn't go as the man had expected. His surprise attack failed to harm Zhao Yuan. His hand was caught mid-air by Zhao Yuan.
"AHHH—it hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"
