Giving Xiang Feng's shoulder a heavy pat, Qu Tongtian laughed heartily, "Kid, you couldn't have picked a better time!"
Qu Tongtian's palm, the size of a cattail-leaf fan, almost knocked Xiang Feng to his knees. Gritting his teeth, Xiang Feng muttered, "Senior, Wang Han is my good brother, I cannot lose my good brother, just as the West cannot lose Jerusalem!"
The others looked at this absolute moron. His words were moronic, but his tone was completely sincere.
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