C462 Anachronism

"Hahaha, Shuishui, your skills aren't up to par yet. You can't even handle that retard." The fatty had one hand on his waist while the other pointed at the Lord of Tian Wu City as he laughed heartily.

As the sound of his voice faded, a figure appeared. It was clad in a black tight suit, and its figure was extremely obvious.

He had slender and plump legs, agile and straight chest