"Sorry, coming through!"
Yun Xiao naturally wouldn't pay much mind to the rude words of an ordinary cultivator. After saying something naturally, he continued forward without stopping for even a moment.
"Where did this country bumpkin brat come from? Looking for death?"
Seeing that the other party didn't even glance at him and was about to squeeze past, the burly man instantly flew into a rage, his voice becoming much more sullen.
The man's fan-like large hand reached out directly. If it had been an ordinary low-level cultivator, they would likely have been instantly grabbed by this brute. Even if he didn't kill, some humiliation would be inevitable.
However, who was Yun Xiao? As the burly man's hand was merely a few inches away from his left shoulder collar, Yun Xiao suddenly raised his hand and pointed right at the man's palm.
