C29 stoichiometric tolerance

Chu Zhengming did not even look at it, he reached out his hand, controlling his spirit energy well. The long sword on the ground was sucked into his hand, and instantly disappeared, the golden armor also slowly disappearing.

Before he left, he shot a resentful glare at Ye Yunhan before turning around and leaving with the old man.

When he saw Chu Zhengming walk far away