Chapter 145: The Fake Table

et out a cold snort filled with anger."This is too much, at least we three are the elders of the Martial Arts Alliance, so treat us like this…"The elder spoke in a heavy tone, clearly displeased with..."Damn, what are they bullsh*tting about I haven't heard of anyone coughing after drinking..."his mouth shut tight!"Chen Ping, watch this! I'll use the Soul-Devouring Talisman to make him wish he were dead. Just wait and see if he dares to speak another word..."Humazi spoke, pulling out a yell...