In the restaurant's main hall, the crowd watching the scene with schadenfreude gradually grew stiff, staring at the black-clad youth as if witnessing a monster.
They knew Nangong Jie might get embarrassed, but they never imagined the opponent would crush him in such a brutal and violent manner in an instant.
Watching the casual demeanor of the black-clad youth, it was as if he had nonchalantly swatted away a fly, without changing his posture at all. This meant their strengths were not on the same level!
It should be noted, Nangong Jie was a somewhat famous Sixth Rank master within a radius of a few hundred miles!
No matter how bad his reputation, his strength was certainly present!
Take another look at the youthful features of the black-clad youth, no older than seventeen or eighteen at most.
That means...
A Fifth-rank, or even Fourth-rank master at seventeen or eighteen?!
Sss~
