C742 Former Grand Preceptor

The man with the moustache was also angry. He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to personally go up to battle.

"All of you, attack. I don't believe that her hands can compare to our many hands."

The bystanders covered their mouths as they watched the hooligans being beaten to the ground by Chen Fuyue, screaming in pain.

"Damn it!" "This is so infuriating