Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress-Chapter 66 - Butcher Zhang (2)_1

Surprised, Cai Wei turned to see outside the crowd, a square-jawed, short and pudgy old man was stridently pulling off his other shoe, unyieldingly trading insults with Butcher Zhang while preparing to throw his other shoe.

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“Manager Li!”

She exclaimed in surprise, soon after shouting: “Be careful!”

In the midst of her shouts, Butcher Zhang, like a raging black bear, approached Manager Li, ready to strike him with powerful punches.

“Ah!”

Some of the more timid in the crowd shrieked and covered their eyes.

Cai Wei’s heart pounded in her throat.

Manager Li was elderly and seemed clumsy and short, not in any way a match for Butcher Zhang!

However —

“Pop!”

A low thud startled the spectators.

Those who had covered their eyes slowly moved their hands away, revealing looks of disbelief.

Amazingly, Manager Li, like a performer, had deftly dodged the punch, his body leaning back at a 45-degree angle to the ground while his feet remained firmly planted.

“Pop!”

Before the crowd could make sense of what was happening, Manager Li quickly stood up, catching Butcher Zhang off guard with a swift punch to his neck.

His round chubby fist seemed to lack strength but was powerful enough to make Butcher Zhang’s eyes roll back in his head.

He collapsed in a heap, quiet and lifeless.

“Good!”

A cheer emerged from the crowd.

“Manager Li, well done!”

The crowd erupted with cheers and shouts of praise!

Basking in the adulation, Manager Li humbly thanked the crowd with a series of bows.

“Hehehe, much obliged, everyone, I’ve made a fool of myself…”

The thug with Butcher Zhang, seeing his companion defeated and realizing that Manager Li was just a short stout old man, was convinced that the old man’s victory was merely a stroke of luck.

Enraged, he clenched his fists and charged over.

Cai Wei, noticing his aggressive posture charging at Manager Li, stretched her leg out subtly, just as he dashed past her.

Too focussed on his target to pay attention, he tripped and fell flat on his face, eating dirt.

“Hahaha…”

The bystanders burst into raucous laughter.

Humiliated and infuriated, the thug tried to get up to seek revenge.

Before he could, a pair of Shu brocade cotton boots appeared before him.

Intricate in design, they were a sight to behold.

Looking up from the boots, he saw the hem of a blue bamboo-embroidered silver-threaded straight robe, and above that…

an elegant, handsome young man!

This young man, around his twenties, was extraordinarily handsome and refined.

The corners of his mouth lifted in a slight smile as he cast a casual glance at the thug.

However, that single glance was enough to make the thug feel as if he had fallen into an icy abyss, his teeth chattering uncontrollably.

What was going on?

The young man appeared refined and handsome, with a smile on his face.

Yet, why did the thug feel as if he was being eyed by a hungry wolf?