"Hmph! Overestimating your abilities!"
Zhu Fei's eyes turned cold, his two fingers clenching the blade of the dagger suddenly exerted force.
With a "snap," the dagger, under severe vibration, abruptly broke into two pieces!
Looking at Zhu Fei's fingers again, they were... completely unscathed!
"How is this possible!"
The Fusang thug's face turned pale, his pupils suddenly constricted.
"You... you are a Huaxia Martial Artist!"
It was only at this moment that the Fusang thug realized just how troublesome Zhu Fei, in front of him, could be.
Consequently, the way he looked at Zhu Fei also gained a few degrees of gravity, no longer underestimating him as before.
Being aware of Huaxia Martial Artists, Jiro knew they were cultivators on the same level as those practicing Fusang Ninjutsu, absolutely not to be underestimated.
