164 Fight Fair & Square (2/2)

”After all this, you still think so badly of me? Am I really to you just some barbaric, ruthless man who has his way with women?”

When Bai Han finally regained his senses, his face wrinkled up into a strange expression. His eyes lowered to avert to An Sun's gaze. He couldn't help but feel a little guilty for suspecting An Sun.

It was apparent from his lowered head and avoiding gaze that Bai Han was indeed guilty. An Sun knew this but felt no sense of pity or mercy. It was at that point he was incredibly irritable.

Although he had been disappointed with Bai Han, he had thought to make the best of it and just move on. At the very least, after everything he had done, Bai Han should have shown a little trust or apologized rather than wallowing in guilt.

However, whenever a doubtful situation occurred, Bai Han would not hesitate to accuse him of vile acts.

An Sun's hands tightened into fists, reflecting the fury in his heart.

At this point, he could no longer allow his acts to slide.

”Let me ask you something. If I am so terrible, then why did Bai Rin choose to stay with me? I provided her the chance to return, yet she chose to stay with me.”

The room went silent. The guilt that had flooded Bai Han's mind completely dissipated when he heeded An Sun's words.

With white knuckles from clenching his fists too hard, he gritted his teeth from the effort to remain silent. His hunched form exuded an animosity that was like acid - burning, slicing, and potent. His face was flushed with suppressed rage.

Bai Han clenched his teeth. He abruptly lifted his head and looked directly at An Sun's eyes. Those eyes were fearless.

At this point, his controlled temper flared.

”You bastard!”

He wasn't thinking when he let out his boiling hostility and swung his tight fist, too quick and potent, into An Sun's defined jaw. His actions had been so sudden that even An Sun was unable to react in time.

As his fist hit his jaw with such force, pain erupted from the point of impact. An Sun staggered back to prevent himself falling down the stairs. When he recovered his senses, An Sun stood there. He was holding his jaw.

”You punched me,” He said in disbelief.

Bai Han's chest gently rose and sank with each shallow breath he drew in.

”That's right.” He snorted coldly.

A second passed before An Sun emitted a low laugh, his eyes glinted coldly as his mouth curled up slightly.

”On the battlefield, I always fight fair and square. I believe these rules also apply to you, do they not?”

Bai Han's eyes narrowed. ”Oh?”

While Bai Han sensed a foreboding premonition, An Sun had already begun cracking his knuckles. Shifting his gaze, eyes narrowed up, a deep chilling glint flashed within them.

”So bring it on old man, no holding back!”