Old thing!???
Calling me an old thing with every word!
And you're precious?
Are your sect disciples more precious than this False Infant Stage cultivator like me?
Hua Donghuang felt a suffocating grievance in his heart, utterly indescribable.
His body slightly trembled, his lips quivered, and his facial wrinkles twitched.
Nothing could make him feel more suffocated and humiliated than this.
At this moment, he wished he could split Ren Changfeng in two with a single palm!
But, he dared not, could not, and was unable to!
It's enough to say he cannot afford to offend the forces of the Ancient Domain; he wasn't even a match for Ren Changfeng!
"I'm afraid this old man cannot do it!"
Hua Donghuang endured the humiliation, gritting his teeth as he replied.
"Hmph, just follow orders; what can't you do?"
Ren Changfeng frowned, suddenly shouting loudly.
And the next moment.
He stamped his foot, a powerful gust swept over, blasting towards Hua Donghuang.
"Ah~"
