Seeing Xiaobao stand up to leave, Yan Zhizhong suddenly moved like a flash, blocking the doorway, gazing coldly at Xiaobao: "Refusing a toast, opting for punishment, what makes you think being the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch matters? I heard the Yunren Country Martial Arts Association is arranging to impeach you, and I'm afraid you won't hold that title much longer."
Xiaobao watched as Yan Zhizhong blocked his path, yet he smiled, though his smile was somewhat cold: "It looks like Lord Yan intends to keep me here for a long chat?"
"You dare come alone, thinking my Yan Family can't deal with you? I've heard your cultivation is unfathomable, and I'd like to experience it." Yan Zhizhong decided, immediately revealing an evil grin.
Xiaobao's lips curved slightly into an eerie arc, and he laughed nonchalantly: "Since you wish to taste it, I'll teach you a lesson!"
"Arrogant!"
Yan Zhizhong swung a palm directly at Xiaobao's chest, aiming for Xiaobao's vitals with deadly intent.
