C332 Six Hundred Million.

'Minor cultivation...'

The corner of Wang Quanfu's mouth twitched. The aura of the two people just now was almost the same as his grandfather's, but even such an existence was easily subdued by Lee Yu.

Now that he remembered that his grandfather could beat up the young man, Wang Quanfu felt his face burning with pain.

Furthermore, when he looked at the two Grandmasters who were making trouble