C153 Your Face Has Been Completely Thrown away by This Little Bastard!

"Martial Granduncle, the disciple... this disciple has truly only used two bottles!" Ye Chen confessed, sensing that his Martial Granduncle was genuinely enraged. He bowed his head so low it nearly touched the ground, not daring to look up.

"You worthless scoundrel, with a Royal Grade Talent like a dog's fart, you have the audacity to disgrace yourself!" Du Shaomu bellowed