As the words were coming out of Director Song, a piercing scream echoed, and with it, the malevolent energy in the room coalesced into gigantic iron hammers, ruthlessly smashing towards Huang Xiaolong as if to crush him into mincemeat.
Bang~~ Bang~~~ Bang~~~!
The malicious hammers, almost tangible, relentlessly pounded, causing the mud-brick house to crack and collapse explosively.
A trace of mocking amusement flashed in Huang Xiaolong's eyes. Unmoved as a mountain, golden glyphs burst from his body, and at the same time, a tremendous aura of pressure, centered on Huang Xiaolong's body, surged outwardly like a tidal wave in all directions!
Boom~~~~!
The malicious energy hammers completely dissipated into nothingness!
"You?!" Under Huang Xiaolong's pressure, Director Song trembled like chaff, his gloomy face contorting non-stop. "Who are you?! Who exactly are you?"
"Seems to me that's the question I should be asking you," Huang Xiaolong said with a grin.
