Everyone around was dumbfounded.
They had expected Lin Feifan to finish Luo Tian in a few moves, but the man who had just flown out came hurtling back like a punching bag.
The carriage where the Eldest Son was located was smashed and overturned by Lin Feifan's body, and the two were engulfed in a wave of dust.
"What… what just happened?"
"I'm not sure. I saw that kid slap Lin Feifan and send him flying."
"Could this Lin Feifan be an imposter? How could someone ranked seventy-third on the Chilong Dynasty's Human List be so weak!"
Both friend and foe began to murmur amongst themselves; there were far too many questions.
SWOOSH!
Lin Feifan leaped out from the dust, his face livid as he heard the surrounding chatter.
'An imposter?'
Lin Feifan glared at Luo Tian. 'Where did this kid come from?'
'Even though I underestimated him and only used seventy percent of my strength, it shouldn't have been enough for him to send me flying with a single slap!'
