C491

"Please, have a seat."

Zhong Ming didn't reclaim his stone throne but instead chose to sit casually on the ground.

Lin Mo tapped his feet lightly, releasing a burst of battle energy that swept away a thin layer of the sweat and dust-covered ground before sitting down.

Zhong Ming's eyes sparkled with intrigue.

Could battle energy be controlled with such finesse?

A realization dawned on him