Seeing Chen Qiyue's photo appear again, Huang Tao finally heaved a sigh of relief. "That's great. Your fish baby finally won!"
"Yes, but I'm about to be strangled to death by you!" A gnashing voice came from the side.
Huang Tao turned around and saw Zhou Leng glaring at him angrily.
He then looked down and saw the hand he was holding tightly.
Zhou Leng's hand was already bruised from his grip.
He was too nervous just now, so he subconsciously…
"Ahahaha, I didn't do it on purpose. Old Zhou, you won't be so angry, right? Hahahaha! I knew it. You're so forgiving…" Huang Tao quickly let go and laughed dryly.
Zhou Leng looked at the bruises on the back of his hand and his face turned ashen.
When did this kid become so strong?
"It's fine if you don't want me to be angry, but your Nether Crystal Tree Fruit…"
Chen Qiyue ignored Huang Tao and Zhou Leng's conversation and continued to look at the big screen.
