Everything happened too quickly, perhaps others didn't know what was going on, but Geng Shuang understood clearly. It was that little girl who suddenly stuck out her foot from under her skirt and kicked him flying.
Not to mention that he was a martial artist, even with his sturdy build, he weighed over a hundred pounds. How could that delicate-looking little girl deliver such a heavy kick?
Geng Shuang fell to the ground and couldn't get up, his stomach hurt terribly; that kick was really not light.
He was in pain and shocked, looking at Xia Wenjin as if he were looking at a monster.
His attendants and servants rushed over to help him up.
Geng Shuang pointed at her: "You, you..."
Previously, his finger was pointing with arrogance and disdain, but now it was just an unconscious action out of shock.
Besides, he was still far from Xia Wenjin, a good thirty feet away, and that little girl had kicked him more than twenty feet away?
