C593 Mask Field

"How are you?"

A Biao frowned, and anxiously asked.

"Cough cough, I'm fine!"

Ah Can struggled out of his embrace, stood up with a deathly pale face, stared at Seventh Elder in shock, and muttered to himself. "I never thought that this old man would be this powerful. "Damn!"

This was the first time he had suffered a setback in the past few decades