Is this still the same spineless waste who used to take everyone's abuse?
Everyone exchanged looks. Although they didn't understand what had happened, the deep-rooted contempt quietly dissipated, and they instinctively adjusted their attitudes, not daring to show any blatant disrespect.
Unknowingly, they finally began to regard Li Lin as a superior, rather than a pathetic fool everyone could bully.
Noticing the shift in the audience's attitude, Zhu Haomiao's lips curled slightly as he looked at the serious-faced Yan Yunsheng.
"Yan Doutou, are you ready?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Yunsheng respectfully clasped his fists and bowed.
"Reporting to the Inspector, I am ready."
"Really? Seventy percent of your martial skills rely on the blade, yet you want to fight me barehanded?"
Yan Yunsheng furrowed his brows with difficulty, glancing at the youth's thin and slender figure. He explained neither humbly nor arrogantly.
"Blades have no eyes; I fear injuring the Inspector."
