Wang Baole started reminiscing about the good old days. Since he had gotten famous, many people had grown wary and cautious of his finger-bending killer move. As a result, he had to actively seek an opportunity to employ the move in each fight.
That made him yearn for the days when he was still not famous, for the feeling of having someone point their finger at him. At that moment… he could finally embrace those feelings of the past…
As the black-robed youth's finger shot towards his forehead, he happily raised his right hand and caught the youth's finger with an extremely practiced move. The devouring seed inside his body activated. As the strong suction force was triggered, he bent the finger upward forcefully!
"Call me Daddy!"
