Chapter 308

man's collar and delivered a flurry of punches with both hands, hitting him ten times in succession. Though he was helpless against Zhào Píng'ān's might, he was like a killing god when facing ordinary...…”Behind him, stood a thin old man in a black robe. His face was creased with wrinkles like dry bark, and his eyes were cloudy.Looks like we're running out of gas!Though a commoner might not recognize...