The nine suns cosmos supremacy was a figure who was infinitely close to a Martial Emperor. His combat strength was even more terrifying. To put it bluntly, a single hair from such a figure could benefit him greatly. It was not in Lu Ming's character to not take advantage of him.
The eyelids of the nine suns Supreme martial artist kept twitching, and the corners of his mouth were trembling.
A God-level martial technique? Divine level medicinal pill? Dozens of them?
What did Lu Ming think a God-level was? Cabbages?
"Senior, what's wrong? Was he not feeling well? Why is the corner of your mouth trembling?"
Lu Ming asked in surprise.
"No, nothing."
