Lu Baofeng slammed into the wall and slid to the floor, coughing up a mouthful of blood with a sharp gasp. His eyes were filled with shock, bewilderment, and fury. What on earth was going on? Master Aochen was a genuine practitioner of an orthodox mountain sect; his master was legendary in the northern cultivation circles. Lu Baofeng was certain he hadn't hired the wrong person. Moreover, after casting his spell, Master Aochen had confidently guaranteed that Chen Xuan would be completely immobilized. Yet, Chen Xuan had still managed to counterattack!
That kick had caused Lu Baofeng significant injury, but more importantly, it was yet another humiliating blow to his pride.
"Master Aochen, how is this brat still able to move?" Lu Baofeng asked, looking toward the practitioner. He felt a flicker of dissatisfaction. After all, he had paid five hundred million to bring this man here. The money was already in Aochen's pocket, yet he and Wang Jingyan were being beaten to a pulp by Chen Xuan all over again.
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