"Tang San, this is a good thing for you, why struggle? Look at the God of Destruction over there, isn't he cooperating quite well?"
Tang San's desperate struggle was, in fact, completely futile.
At this moment, he was just like a bighead carp hauled out of the water by an experienced angler, with zero possibility of escaping back into the depths. He could only writhe in midair, whipping his fish-like tail back and forth endlessly.
Chapter 152