Above the Galaxy
Chapter 295 - 193, Slander My Innocence!

Chapter 295: Chapter 193, Slander My Innocence!

Headbutt, smashed bottles, an over-the-shoulder throw, all in one fluid motion.

No one could have expected that Little Fatty, several sizes smaller than that hulking figure, possessed such astounding strength.

The Bald Man’s name was Taman, and because of his towering height and boundless strength, he had earned the nickname "Giant Tower."

When Giant Tower had grabbed Little Fatty, everyone thought Little Fatty was done for.

Although Little Fatty was called "Little Fatty," he was still too small, appearing like a piglet in front of a blind bear when facing the Giant Tower.

However, contrary to expectations, Giant Tower couldn’t manage to pick up Little Fatty.

Little Fatty seemed rooted to the ground, and despite Taman exerting all his strength, he couldn’t budge Little Fatty an inch.

Even more terrifying was the fact that when Little Fatty began counterattacking, Giant Tower had no chance to struggle or retaliate.

Then, his massive body was sent flying through the air.

This scene was bizarre and absurd, like a child lifting a mountain and then shouting "Hey!" as he threw it up into mid-air...

Crash!

When Giant Tower’s body fell from high above and smashed onto the colossal stage, there was a moment of silence, followed by the entire bar erupting into chaos.

Roars, screams, whistles...

They thought it was some new kind of performance at the bar.

The bar had hosted aerial acts before, but none with such a grand spectacle.

"Give us another one!"

Someone shouted from the middle of the dance floor.

Watching all eyes upon him as if looking at a monster, Little Fatty blushed and turned to Tang Fei, saying, "He grabbed me first..."

He didn’t care about princes or princesses, or what others thought or felt.

He only feared causing trouble for Tang Fei, so he explained solely to him.

"I saw it," Tang Fei nodded and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

"I’m fine," Little Fatty replied.

Prince Philip yelled angrily, "He threw my man out, what could possibly be wrong with him?"

Tang Fei’s gaze darkened as he stared at Prince Philip, saying, "Your man also wanted to throw him out... He just didn’t succeed."

Just didn’t succeed...

Those words were hurtful.

Giant Tower was his bodyguard, a loyal servant ready to take a bullet for him.

He knew Giant Tower’s strength and the terrifying source of his power.

When Giant Tower grabbed Little Fatty, he knew this kid was doomed.

Giant Tower could crush his ribcage, then discard him like a dead dog onto the floor below.

Would Tang Fei still be as calm and composed as he was now, facing him in a contest of strength?

With just a slight distraction, he could take the opportunity to attack.

Crush Tang Fei’s bones and ruin one of his hands...

Injuring or killing during a match wasn’t unheard of; it wasn’t intentional, after all.

Even if his master, Xuanyuan Mingjing, came to his door, he could explain himself with full righteousness.

He was a prince of the Aus Empire, of noble status; what could they do to him?

But the story unfolded completely opposite to his expectations.

No, it was the reverse.

Giant Tower was thrown out, and Little Fatty was unscathed.

This was not the script he wanted.

"Go check on him," Zhong Tianyi ordered the guard by his side.

Giant Tower was Prince Philip’s man; if someone killed him in front of so many, that would be troublesome.

"Yes," two guards in black quickly ran downstairs.

Before they could descend, the bar’s security had already rushed onto the stage.

They knew this wasn’t part of a planned bar performance...

Zhong Tianyi looked at Tang Fei and Prince Philip, saying, "That’s enough of your intense performance, gentlemen. Let’s not forget this is a public place... In two days, the Tian Dao Exchange will begin, and you can properly ’exchange’ there..."

Zhong Tianyi knew that he couldn’t allow things to escalate any further.

If the two really came to blows, it could impact the upcoming Tian Dao Exchange, and that would be a big deal.

He certainly couldn’t bear such responsibility and didn’t want to.

After all, his father placed great importance on the event, and various departments had done a lot of preparatory work. He didn’t want to become a target at this critical moment.

His elder brother had recently drawn much attention due to the White Crane Academy’s diarrhoea incident, and if he, with Prince Philip in tow, caused a murder in a bar brawl...

Wouldn’t that be saving his brother?

No, he wouldn’t do such a self-sacrificial deed.

Prince Philip looked at Tang Fei and said, "I’ll count to three... and we both disengage."

"Okay," Tang Fei readily agreed and said, "I’ll follow your lead."

"Starting now..." Prince Philip looked at Tang Fei, staring into his eyes, which were clean and pure, not like those of a crafty and cunning man, and said aloud, "One... two... three..."

"Retreat!"

When Prince Philip shouted "Retreat!", he swiftly retracted his Qi and threw a punch at the table in front of him.

Boom!

The Moon Silver Stone tabletop shattered from the impact, spilling drinks and glasses all over.

Tang Fei also withdrew his Qi, just a fraction slower...

As a result, Prince Philip felt as if a strong current had shocked his hand; his arm went numb, and his palm quivered uncontrollably.

He hoped it wasn’t too severe, or it might affect his performance at the Tian Dao Exchange.