Seeing Yang Junmo make his dazzling appearance, Su Chengyu finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he still couldn't help but curse Yang Junmo out.
With his back to everyone, Yang Junmo exuded the aura of a master. He threw a glance at Su Chengyu, raised his eyebrows, blinked, and asked through a voice transmission, "Do you think I'm looking good?"
"Damn you, I almost died! You bloody jerk, you only care about showing off, without caring whether I live or die!" Su Chengyu cursed back via voice transmission.
"Aren't you alive and well? As a master, I had to make my appearance at a critical moment. Otherwise, it would undermine my grandeur." Yang Junmo answered soberly.
The people from the Hua family were startled when a Cheng Yaojin suddenly appeared, displaying an overwhelming aura. Before his arrival, a Sword Qi had broken Qing Bo's fist imprint. It was obvious that the newcomer was no ordinary person.
"Qing Bo, can you handle this?" Hua Jing Tian approached and asked.
