Lord Bao heard this and frowned slightly, his face full of doubt:
"The person you're talking about, you don't even know their precise origins. Are they really that strong?"
"Lord Bao, I believe that big brother can truly handle it."
Xiao Bei, who had been quietly listening on the side, suddenly interjected:
"Uncle Wolf's leg injury was healed with his help."
Lord Bao's gaze involuntarily followed Xiao Bei's words and landed on Black Wolf's right leg.
Black Wolf, seeing this, immediately stood up.
His eyes sharpened as he took a deep breath, his thigh muscles instantly tautened, and then he kicked out like lightning.
This kick was as swift as a gust of wind, tracing a faint shadow in the air, the gust lifting a stack of playing cards left on the table and sending them flying, scattering in a swirl and lingering in the air without falling.
Looking at Black Wolf again, he landed steadily on one foot, his body motionless, as if rooted to the spot.
