"Don't use such pathetic sowing of discord again; it only makes me think you're foolish," the old man said, his face devoid of any panic or fear despite being besieged. Instead, he was filled with intense fighting spirit, and he took the initiative to issue a challenge. "Enough with the nonsense. Come, let me test the limits of my own abilities."
Four streaks of light shot into the sky and vanished from Zhao Xuan’s sight.
Watching Zhang Taifeng’s departing figure, Zhao Xuan couldn't help but break into a cold sweat for his Grandmaster Uncle. This was a powerful figure he relied on, and he desperately hoped nothing would go wrong.
Chapter 179