(On Monday, the sweltering heat of 41°C in Wu Xi left Author Germ restless for a long time, so there will be an additional update on Monday, asking for monthly tickets and subscriptions, please please!)
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"To fight or not to fight, to retreat or not to retreat, hesitating and vacillating, what is the meaning of this?"
"Wu Shentong, you claim to be the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch but turn out to be nothing but a cowardly turtle!"
It was hard to imagine that the echoes reverberating over the Wu Family Estate originated from a girl's mouth.
After hearing such boisterous and insulting words, anyone would find it hard to endure, maybe even grabbing a weapon to confront the other party on the spot.
But within the Wu Family Estate, an old man managed to hold back.
He was Wu Shentong.
He was hidden inside his personal meditation chamber within the Wu Family Estate.
Even so, the resounding, canyon-like shouts still penetrated the walls and reached his ears.
Thud!
