"If the former Master of Asura Temple were here, perhaps he would be qualified to say such things, but you—a mere yellow-haired brat—how dare you speak so brazenly?"
Patriarch He let out a cold snort.
As the words fell, he launched himself forward. His body broke the sound barrier, and he struck directly at Ning Chen with a punch. Wherever he passed, the air shattered inch by inch, like a supersonic jet streaking through the void, heading straight for Ning Chen’s chest.
Chapter 201