A haughty and overbearing voice rang. The owner was ruthlessly scolding Tian Neng. "Get lost!"
Subsequently, a slap rang. Then, someone rudely raised the curtain of the tent. Dressed in a red robe, Ai Qing barged in and looked down at Ding Hao. Behind Ai Qing, the short Tian Neng was red in the face. Tian Neng hurriedly followed in and looked at Ding Hao, gesturing that he tried to stop Ai Qing but failed.
When he saw Tian Neng's face swell again, Ding Hao's eyes flashed with a trace of anger.
These Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect disciples were really rampant and overbearing. They said that when you hit somebody, you did not hit them in the face. Tian Neng, after all, was an expert in the great grandmaster realm. In Wind Province, he must be a brilliant young man. If he had suff
