Although Luo Yunyang felt that this source armor was a little forced, it was still the mark of a second-grade martial master.
After enduring this for another three minutes, he dispelled the armor surrounding his body. He just couldn't maintain it any longer.
Time had trickled by while Luo Yunyang had been muttering to himself, so he suddenly realized that he was extremely hungry.
"Ha ha ha! You are really awesome, Brother! You are an extremely rare, high-quality assistant. One day, your value is going to exceed that of giant pandas before the apocalypse! Ha ha ha!"
Xu Zhong's thundering voice floated over once more as he gazed at Luo Yunyang passionately. "Come on over and give me a hug, Mr. National Treasure!"
The guy was really asking for a beating. How could he just hug someone he wasn't close to? As he thought about how ridiculous this sounded, Luo Yunyang charged towards Xu Zhong and punched him hard.
