Jun Yu is proud, or rather, it's the hallmark of all strong individuals to be particularly proud, not allowing others to deliberately show disdain or provoke them. Especially when the disrespectful words come from a newcomer younger than him. As a seasoned elder of the Holy Land who has cultivated for years, Jun Yu could no longer tolerate it, and the great sword was unsheathed once more! Boom! One sword cleaved down.
Mo Liancheng sat at the table, which was shattered once more.
However, Mo Liancheng's figure had already disappeared.
Jun Yu was stunned. A living person just vanished like that?
"Haha!!..." burst a loud mocking laughter, as Xiao An sarcastically said, "This sword is not bad, very suitable for chopping wood! The shopkeeper's two tables were chopped beautifully. Haha! Shopkeeper, why don't you just hire Miss Jun to chop wood for you." This guy really never missed an opportunity to ridicule Jun Yu.
