"It's not that I don't believe you. It's just that this is the first time I've heard someone say that they're afraid of killing me with a punch. I want to broaden my horizons." Ye Feng smiled lightly. "Let's see what kind of fist it is."
"Good!" Little Titan took a deep breath, his eyes filled with anger. "Since that's the case, I'll satisfy you!"
"I'll go get the strength testing machine that I usually use for warm-ups!"
"I hope you won't be frightened later!"
"Let's wait and see." Ye Feng's tone was still light.
A few minutes later, six or seven workers worked together to carry a machine that looked very technologically advanced over with the Little Titan. They then gestured at him.
"Watch carefully!" Little Titan was probably holding back his anger. Seeing this, he did not say much.
