C231 Enrage

In a split-second, Shen Lang reached out his hand to grab Que De's clothes and pulled him away. Fann Qichao's palm strike caused a hole in the floor.

"Young Master Fan's temper is so bad." Shen Lang said coldly.

Fann Qichao slowly retracted his right palm, "I was wondering why it felt so familiar. So it was you two trash