Harrison Clark smiled slightly, looked around, and was very satisfied with the shocked and astonished expressions of everyone.
He started with a surprise, intending to explain to everyone the source of his terrifying power, and then smoothly transition to the main topic.
Suddenly, Ward Owen's chubby friend stood up abruptly and knelt on the ground with a thud.
"Master! Please accept my bow! Teach me a move or two so I can defend myself when I roam the Jianghu!"
Klang!
This idiot really knocked his forehead on the ground.
Harrison Clark widened his eyes.
Could it be that he had read too many martial arts novels and thought I was the descendant of some hidden sect, who practiced some kind of internal strength?
As expected.
The chubby friend raised his expectant head, "Master, what's the name of our sect?"
Hiss~
Harrison Clark's head hurt.
Damn it.
His hard-earned aura had been broken.
Harrison Clark glared, "Shut up! This is not martial arts from a martial arts novel!"
