Supreme Warrior in the City

Master Fu Dewei suddenly vomited blood, prompting many onlookers to also burst into angry curses. Some even rushed forward, separating Zhao Ping’an and Fu Dewei.

Within the Dewei Martial Arts Hall, there were indeed some who were very loyal to Master Fu. Fear of the eldest disciple held them back from acting.

Now, though Zhao Ping’an had defeated the eldest disciple, he was still just one person. Moreover, with Foo Qinglan there, it provided a great reassurance, emboldening the others to take a stand.

Zhao Ping’an was somewhat bewildered; he had simply acted according to the instruction Su Yang had transmitted to him. In fact, he himself was clueless as to whether his actions would be effective. But since it was the Immortal’s advice, it must be useful, right?

Yet, as Master Fu’s vomiting of blood grew worse, Zhao Ping’an grew fearful. Could it be that the Immortal’s method was useless?

With the support of these people, Foo Qinglan regained her vigor and, pointing at Zhao Ping’an, she raged, "Zhao Ping’an, if anything happens to my dad, you’ll bear full responsibility!"

Zhao Ping’an’s face turned pale in panic, wanting to speak but not knowing how to explain himself. He couldn’t just say that the Immortal had instructed him to do it.

"Miss, it was... it was the Hu Family who injured Master..." Fatty cautiously reminded everyone that under no circumstances should Zhao Ping’an be left to bear full responsibility for this incident.

"Who allowed you to speak?" Foo Qinglan shouted furiously, "The Hu Family people injured my father, but he was merely hurt. What Zhao Ping’an has done... knowing well that my father had a broken rib, he still pressed so hard on his chest. Isn’t he trying to kill my father? If he doesn’t take responsibility, who will?"