The Gothic style added a thick blood-red color, and the demonic eyes were full of unwillingness.
His punch seemed to be ordinary, still pushing horizontally and unmoving.
"I admit defeat! I admit defeat!" Qin Yuan stomped his feet in anger.
Why did this man not know how to be tender to women?
Lin Chang 'an finally stopped and retracted his fist.
"In the simulation, I clearly crushed you, but I lost because I believed in your so-called temporary surrender."
Lin Changan shook his head helplessly.
These demons were too shameless.
Of course, Qin Yuan himself might have thought that it was just a joke. After all, the simulation didn't really hurt him, but this way, the meaning of the formality was too different.
It also led to many changes in the Fox clan.
The fist shadow dissipated in the air, and the Qiong Qi Phantom disappeared. The Qiong Qi bloodline in his body went dormant.
