Jiang He felt quite embarrassed. He was just testing the power of his mung bean bullets, and certainly had not expected that he almost blew up the entire Martial Arts Department (MAD).
His spirit swept out before he left.
There was now an eighty-meter-wide crater that was not too deep where the wall had been. All that was destroyed were greenbelts and the windows of some buildings… that's not too serious, was it?
"As long as no one is hurt. I'll hand Duan Tianhe several dozen million for repairs later—either way, money is just a number to me now, and toilet paper is more useful to me sometimes."
Jiang He thought then.
Meanwhile, Ji Dongxu and Zhou Yu—rank-nine elites in their own right were trading blank glances, after having been lifted to the air by Jiang He with True Qi, and only came to their senses after a while.
Homemade mung bean bullets?
What nonsense was that?
