Zhang Xian glanced at Han Xiangyu with a faint smile, but did not speak.
There were many things that this young lady didn't know, and her understanding was far below Old Man Han's. Among the people present, only Old Man Han would believe what he said.
Without exposure, you wouldn't know how powerful those legends were. Only Old Man Han knew what kind of person his master was and what heights he had reached.
"Girl, you don't understand," Old Man Han smiled and looked at the people fighting. "Actually, these kids are not bad, they are the elites I selected. When I first took over the Skynet team, it was a mess filled with trash. Now, I am proud of them, they are also the pride of our Huaxia."
Zhang Xian nodded, "Indeed, they have become your pride, what else can I say?"
"Grandfather, what do you mean by that? What do you mean I don't understand?" Han Xiangyu pouted. "How great can he be with his looks?"
