"Nothing much, I just wanted to give you a welcome, that’s all. Surely Mr. Xue isn’t so timid that he can’t even handle this, right!"
Mengzhu Xiong stared deeply at Xue An, wanting to see a trace of panic in this young man’s eyes.
But he was disappointed.
He saw the white-robed youth standing there lazily and carelessly, his face wearing a completely indifferent smile even in the face of his "provocation."
At the same time, the soldiers under Mengzhu Xiong began to clamor noisily.
"Yeah, since this Mr. Xue is so powerful, there’s no way he’d be scared, right!"
"He’s not planning to hide behind the Holy Maiden and keep his mouth shut, is he? Tsk tsk, if he hides behind a woman, he doesn’t count as a man."
In short, every kind of nasty remark came out.
Mengzhu Nasa’s expression instantly grew extremely ugly, and she said coldly,
"Mengzhu Xiong, if your subordinates dare spout such nonsense again—"
Before she could finish, she saw Xue An chuckle lightly and wave his hand.
"Miss Nasha, no need to say more. Since this Squadron Leader is just trying to show his ’welcome,’ I naturally should respond in kind!"
As he spoke, Xue An slowly extended his hand and clasped it together with Mengzhu Xiong’s.
Compared to Mengzhu Xiong’s hand, as large as a palm-leaf fan, Xue An’s hand was slender and elegant, almost like a woman’s; once the two hands were clasped, the contrast was even more striking.
The soldiers under Mengzhu Xiong all revealed cold smiles.
In their eyes, as long as the Squadron Leader exerted himself just a little, he would definitely be able to crush this guy’s hand into powder.
Mengzhu Xiong thought the same.
Although he wouldn’t go so far as to use truly vicious force, he was still human, still a man.
Everything that had just happened had long since filled his heart with anger, so he decided to give this youth a small lesson right in front of the woman he loved.
So his palm slowly tightened.
Crack crack crack...
Along with the popping of joints, a tremendous force surged toward Xue An’s palm.
A trace of a cold smile appeared at the corner of Mengzhu Xiong’s lips.
In his view, this one squeeze alone was enough to make this white-robed youth suffer.
But next, the smile on his face froze.
Because to his horror, he discovered that all the strength he was pouring in vanished like a clay ox entering the sea, not even stirring up the slightest ripple.
What’s going on?
Just as he was filled with shock and doubt, he saw Xue An lift his eyes and give him a smile.
"Since you’re being so enthusiastic, I won’t stand on ceremony either."
As the words fell, Mengzhu Xiong felt a surging, majestic power crash toward him.
The force was so great that he didn’t even have time to resist.
With a crack, his palm shattered on the spot.
Agonizing pain swept through him; Mengzhu Xiong’s face went pale, yet he forcibly held back and did not let out a single sound.
At the same time, Xue An stepped back and said calmly, "Pardon my rudeness."
The entire field fell silent at first, then a low uproar rose.
The soldiers who had all believed their Squadron Leader would win without a doubt were utterly dumbfounded.
"How is that possible? The one who lost was actually the Squadron Leader?"
"Did I see that right? The Squadron Leader’s hand was crushed!"
Amid the exclamations, Mengzhu Xiong stared fixedly at Xue An.
Xue An met his gaze with a faint smile, completely unconcerned.
Only after a long moment did Mengzhu Xiong finally exhale a long breath. "Thank you for letting me off lightly."
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