C198 Tear Words Tear Face

Lu Faan saw Huang Ming's unscrupulous wrist slightly sink and was ready to tear up the words he had just written. Instantly, the palm holding Huang Ming's arms immediately let out the true qi of nine dragons.

Wisps of nine dragon true qi, like iron hoops, immediately bound Huang Ming's arm.

Huang Ming's face sank as he felt a slight pause on his wrist. Then, with a stuffy groan