The surrounding people were stunned, witnessing a Heavenly Human Level powerhouse vomit blood out of anger was truly shocking, leaving them speechless.
Xiao Han wore a look of pity, sighing, "He only spat out a mouthful of blood, truly disappointing. Seems my words were still not harsh enough, Wude, you're up next."
The crowd was speechless; Wude touched his bald head, then slapped Ling Kong on the head, grinning as he said, "Got it, boss, next time I'll anger him to death for you."
Next time, Fang Yong's face turned beet red, feeling a burning sensation in his throat, and another mouthful of blood was about to spray out.
To save face, he took a deep breath, managing to suppress the blood, but his complexion had turned uglier than ever.
Ling Kong's face darkened, the five finger marks on his head were very clear; Wude really didn't treat him like a saintly monk anymore.
Bai Mang couldn't help but laugh and cry; he glared at Fang Yong, signaling him to shut up.
