An Ambush in Broad Daylight
"Are you trying to teach me how to do things?"
The contempt in his voice was impossible to hide.
To him, this old man was merely relying on his age to lecture younger people.
His gaze shifted toward the attendant standing beside him.
He didn't need to issue another command.
One glance was enough.
The attendant understood immediately.
Without changing his expression, he stepped forward.
The ground beneath his feet cracked slightly as he exploded into motion.
His fist cut through the air with astonishing speed.
The old man simply smiled.
He raised one hand.
The two figures collided almost instantly.
Their movements became blurs.
Palms.
Fists.
Elbows.
Their attacks met one after another in rapid succession.
Each exchange produced a dull impact that echoed through the courtyard.
Within only a few breaths...
Several blows had already been exchanged.
Then—
Bang!
A deep sound reverberated through the air.
