quickly pulled the chopsticks out of their palms and sprinkled blood towards Zhao Ping'an.Two elderly men in black robes just got up, regardless of their pain, raised their hands and punched themselve...Chapter 1433

Eight simple words.

Whatster Sun!""Master Sun, Deputy Grandmaster!" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!The crowd cried out and begged for a closer look.Sun Heng raised his hand and pressed dow...