C182 The Pride of the Strong

As soon as Xiao Chen entered the room, he saw Old Master Zhang's tired face. A dark cloud hung over Zhang Xiaoxiao's head.

The oppressive atmosphere made Xiao Chen frown. He rubbed his arm and walked in.

"It's sunny and sunny outside. The sun is shining brightly. Is there a sudden rainstorm here?"

"It's worse than a rainstorm