C31 Fantasy

Loud laughter erupted from all directions.

The purple face of Fan Jian who was unable to keep a straight face glared angrily at Liu Mang, "What did you say? Say it again if you have the guts. "

"Am I wrong?" Liu Mang felt a face of innocence, "You said you called yourself lowly. If you're not powerful, then what?"

"It's Fan Wei's [1] arrow."

Another round of laughter