"Damn it! Who the hell framed me like this!?"
Yan Xuankong's face distorted immediately, irate as thunder.
Though he didn't want to admit it verbally, what the man said really matched his personality exactly!
At that moment, feeling exposed, Yan Xuankong felt as though he was stripped bare, leaving him slightly defenseless.
Taking a deep breath, Yan Xuankong looked at Han Zheng and snorted coldly, "So what if you know? You still have to cooperate with me to escape, don't you?
Kid, I initially felt somewhat guilty, but it turns out you're not an honest type either! You've been acting all along!
As a senior, today I'll teach you to behave.
That is, in the face of absolute power, all schemes and cunning are mere illusions!"
As his words fell, Yan Xuankong's body immediately burst forth with a dazzling golden Power of Primordial Spirit, attacking Han Zheng.
Yan Xuankong always claimed that he didn't have much of his Primordial Spirit Power remaining.
