C186 The Spirit of the Sword

The old priest said three points in one breath. He saw Yang Hsingchen staring at him unhappily. He laughed proudly, "Hahaha, kid, don't glare at me. It's useless even if you glare at me. Who asked me to punch you harder than my fist! In one sentence, you can scold me, but you can also hate me. But you can't give up on yourself and work tirelessly. Of course