Before his eyes turned black, upon hearing the news, someone couldn't help but feel a bit suffocated, his legs went weak, almost falling to the ground.
A large hand directly grasped the man's sturdy and powerful arm. Perhaps it was a bodily instinct, as his muscles instantly tensed upon being touched, even Gu Miyun couldn't help but show a hint of surprise.
"What a strong physique, I almost couldn't hold on. It seems what Grandpa said is indeed correct."
Unlike Gu Miyun's calm demeanor, Jiang Feng almost couldn't catch his breath all at once. Originally, he wanted to burst out cursing but held it back forcefully.
I fight the Chief of Purple Cloud Palace? I fight Gu Miyun? Is this for real?
"I, I'm a bit dizzy, anemic, cold, suddenly feeling unwell, old injuries resurfacing."
"Dreams make life wonderful, Senior Brother Gu, let's not harm the camaraderie between us brothers, how about this, go back and tell Sect Master, I surrender."
