C303 What Do You Think of Chiang Jin??

Woo Zhi acted without a moment's hesitation. A swift flick of his wrist, and a round stick as thick as his own arm materialized in his grasp.

He repeatedly brought the stick down onto Woo Qinghou's backside, the thwack of wood against flesh reverberating throughout the inn. Every Red Armor Guard heard the sounds. Woo Qinghou clenched his teeth, not making a sound