"You're courting death!"
Wang Jidong watched Wu Gang with cold eyes. The next second, he punched out, aiming straight for Wu Gang's chest.
At the same time, he said coldly, "Only the dead can keep a secret, but then again, the dead can't keep secrets either. Once you're dead, I'll know the reason."
"Don't dream on!" Wu Gang shouted angrily.
Feeling the power carried by Wang Jidong's seemingly casual punch, Wu Gang started to retreat quickly, trying to dodge.
"What a joke. Do you really think you, a junior, can easily dodge a punch from me, Wang Jidong?"
Wang Jidong said mockingly, feeling Wu Gang was too arrogant.
Wu Gang, of course, knew this. Even as he kept retreating, the power of the punch still chased after him, causing cold sweat to stream down his body.
Just when Wu Gang and Nan Jing didn't know what to do, the True Qi within Wu Gang's body suddenly surged.
