"Please, brother, can you shut up. I would rather let you be the boss, okay? Don't we look like gods for those who are looking at us from down there?" Ye Xiao made a long sigh, "I finally see your true face now. The only thing you are good at is being pretentious. Nothing more. Who on earth was so stupid to give you that title? It is such a waste. It ruins the words…"
Han Bingxue was annoyed and felt awkward, but couldn't think of any words to argue. He was speechless.
At this moment, below the words, the rolling purple qi slowly formed a platform, which seemed to be quite solid.
In the center of the platform, there was an obvious handprint.
'Operate the martial art on the hand and put it on the handprint perfectly. Operate the energy in dantian in the number of nine and open the door!'
More words showed up one after another.
"That's easy." Han Bingxue smiled and stepped ahead in a big step. "Let me do it, Boss!"
