Xu Ping'an was both shocked and delighted to discover that Gu Lingyan was a wealthy lady.
With this Xuantian Thunderchild, he felt even more confident about dealing with the Eighth Rank Strongman.
Looking at the metal ball lying in his palm, Xu Ping'an couldn't help but laugh bitterly.
Was this considered living off a woman?
However, the feeling of using such a precious item at will was indeed wonderful.
Then Xu Ping'an looked back at the Eighth Rank Strongman behind him, his face showing a faint smile.
"You like chasing after me, don't you? Then I'll just blow you up," Xu Ping'an thought to himself with a cold chuckle.
The next moment, Xu Ping'an began contemplating how to use these ten Xuantian Thunderchildren.
Soon, he came up with a good idea.
With a thought, a clone made of ink and brushstrokes appeared once again.
But this time, Xu Ping'an did not let the ink clone flee; instead, he controlled it to charge towards the Eighth Rank Strongman.
