A small crack started appearing on it at first. Then, multiple cracks kept appearing quickly on it and finally exploded into infinite particles of tiny specks of essence qi and dissipated quickly in the surrounding.
"Hah!" The man exclaimed with surprise when he saw Joey easily destroy his skill.
"Alright, I will take back the word I just say to you now. Can I know your name?" He asked.
"Hey, don't you even know a simple etiquette? If you don't then I teach you this once. One must introduce himself first before he asks for a stranger's name." Joey replied mockingly.
The man frowned his eyebrows a bit and responded, "I am Zhànzhēng Feng. What is yours?" But there was still a cold and disdainful tone in his voice.
"You can call me Joey. " Joey replied and murmured softly, "It doesn't matter anyway. You have already been dead, a remnant soul and just a plaything of our ancestor Tang Chen for training us."
