C1658 The Horse Shooter

"Do you think I missed that match? Without the Black Tortoise Holy Orb, you would've been beaten to a pulp!" Han Wu's anger was palpable, his spirit press emanating like a tidal wave.

"Father, it was a momentary lapse, nothing more. Give me another chance, and I'll make sure he's picking up his teeth off the ground!" Han Jiang seethed with resentment