"Great, haha, with the Supreme Yang Grass, no need to worry anymore," Xiao Han laughed aloud.
Seeing Xiao Han's excited demeanor, Wang Teng felt a sigh of relief inside. The other party had saved him, and this was his way of repaying him.
"If you ever have any problems, just come to me. As long as I can help, I'll take care of it for you," Xiao Han said, thumping his chest.
Wang Teng did not refuse. He knew Xiao Han was a capable person, and he was naturally pleased to receive such a promise from him, knowing he might indeed need Xiao Han's help in the future.
"Thanks a lot," Wang Teng said happily.
Just then, Xiao Han's expression suddenly changed. He grabbed Wang Teng and instantly rushed outside.
Before Wang Teng could understand what was happening, a huge roar came, majestic as if a dragon was chanting across the Nine Heavens. A terrifying aura erupted, making him completely dumbfounded. He felt as if his soul was stiffening under this imposing force.
