Tong Xi patted Ding Shan on the shoulder, praising him, "Well done!"
Ding Shan looked bewildered and said, "I didn't even use any force, just gave him a light push, didn't expect him to be so useless, even though he's as tall as me."
Zhang He, who had just stood up, heard Ding Shan's words, and his expression instantly twisted. He shook off the hands of Song Jicai and the others, and stormed over to Ding Shan.
"What did you say?"
Ding Shan honestly repeated, "You're useless, fell over with a light push."
To Zhang He, this was a humiliation, and his face turned bright red with anger, his gaze at Ding Shan growing more vicious.
"You country bumpkin, if you have guts, let's have a one-on-one..." Before he could finish his sentence, he was lifted up by Ding Shan.
Zhang He was terrified; the fierceness on his face was replaced by fear. Ding Shan was about the same height and size as him, so being suddenly lifted like this naturally startled him.
