If the result is indeed like this, the white man seemed a bit deflated: "Mr. Han, if that's really the case, what do we do? If the current President's son wins in this father-son confrontation, it will be even harder for us to deal with Yang Fan."
Bruce Han sighed once, he didn't know how many times he had sighed already.
"If it really is like this, then the world wants to destroy me." Bruce Han had never been so pessimistic.
Think of the Nine Saint Demon Sect, think of Xiao Yunxuan, which of them were not astonishingly talented and exceptionally powerful? Yet, in the end, they all fell before Yang Fan, without the slightest resistance.
What's even more terrifying is that Yang Fan had already tamed the Green Winged Bird that originally belonged to the Nine Saint Demon Sect.
With such an Ancient Divine Beast aiding him, Bruce Han didn't know how he could possibly deal with Yang Fan.
