Lu Ming stepped on Fang He's face with one foot and looked down at him from above. He said coldly, " looking at your ferocious face, could it be that you're not convinced and want to take revenge on me? in that case, I can only send you on your way ...
no, no, it's a misunderstanding. I'm not unconvinced!
Fang He was scared out of his wits when he heard that. He quickly begged for mercy, afraid that Lu Ming would misunderstand again.
"I'm willing to hand over all my comprehensions and imprints ..."
Fang He shouted as he passed his storage ring to Lu Ming.
"You're tactful!"
Lu Ming waved his hand and kept Fang He's storage ring.
Fang He's mouth was agape and tongue tied, looking like he wanted to say something but stopped.
