Surprisingly, the Three-Punch Master actually listened to Li Fucheng, flexed his neck, clasped his hands, producing a crisp rattling sound. With his height of 1.9 meters and his robust stature, it truly sent chills down anyone's spine.
Yang Chen stared at this so-called Three-Punch Master with muscular build, showing no fear. Instead, he looked at his demeanor with some disdain.
"Kid, if you kneel down now and beg for mercy, I might be able to make it quicker for you and go a bit lighter. After all, I, the Three-Punch Master, am ultimately a person of principles; there's always a limit to what I do," Three-Punch Master said in a muffled voice.
Others listened and nodded in agreement.
"The Three-Punch Master is so magnanimous!"
"No wonder he's a master, truly outstanding!"
"Maybe he owes Li Fucheng a favor, so he has to step in, but it's not necessarily to bully youngsters. Indeed, he is a master of martial virtue!"
"Exactly, he truly is a master-level figure!"
