At that moment, Quan Tai had just lost a match in the Nangong Martial Arts Arena and was feeling depressed when he saw Lin Xuan, who appeared frail. He started mocking him.
Mocking the weak was a unique way for him to relieve stress and anxiety.
"Kid, what are you looking at? Is there something wrong with what I said, you pansy?"
Lin Xuan frowned. He did not know the man at all, but the guy was mocking him like a mad dog.
Although he didn't want to cause trouble, he couldn't stand it any longer!
With a chill in his eyes, Lin Xuan strode forward.
"Oh, the kid dares to come forward?"
"What, you wanna fight?" Quan Tai sneered, "Come on, I'll let you make three moves!"
In Quicksand City, martial arts were popular, so the people were fierce, and fights were common.
Thus, when this situation unfolded, the crowd didn't tense up; instead, they began to cheer loudly.
