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Late at night.
Wu Jie returned home and had just connected the call
when Tan started firing questions at him one after another.
Wu Jie, however, remained calm and sauntered towards the kitchen.
"Yes, I did it!"
"Didn't I tell you to wait for a good show? How was it? Was the show explosive enough?"
Tan asked in astonishment, "Did you really do it? Do you have that kind of power?"
Wu Jie chuckled awkwardly, "Yeah! I'm the reincarnation of Sun Wukong. A single somersault cloud of mine covers one hundred and eight thousand miles. From Tianyuan to the Atlantic, what's a mere ten thousand miles?"
"It was me who charged over, wielding the Golden Cudgel, and with just a few swings, I turned that so-called naval carrier battle group into shambles, letting them know the prowess of old Sun!"
Tan snorted coldly.
"Blowhard! Keep blowing! It's been a long time since anyone has bragged so refreshingly and unsophisticatedly!"