String Song's trash talk was fiercer than Qiucheng's by leaps and bounds. If everything he said was written down, it would surely invoke the wrathful pounding of the river crab divine beast.
Wang Liyao's hands were trembling so much that she nearly threw herself into the water.
String Song's words were so vulgar that they were countless times more shameless than the romance stories she secretly hoarded. Especially in front of her family, it truly made her feel an utterly hopeless sense of social death.
However, it was unclear whether String Song had hit the psychological weak spot of the Wu brothers, but in any case, they were directly provoked into explosive rage, bellowing, "This divine spiritual treasure, your mouth is too foul, bullying too far!"
Having said that, both of them revealed their figures at the same time, each lashing out with a claw shadow, charging towards Wang Liyao with a ferocious momentum.
