"He was nothing more than an old thing with one foot in the grave. He became someone else's dog, yet still had the nerve to talk?"
Everyone sucked in a sharp breath again. Ye Xiwen had fiercely slapped his face once more. This old fellow was already hopping mad; if they provoked him any further, who knew what would happen.
"Good, good, good. It had been a long time since I had seen such an arrogant brat. This should be the last time I ever saw you!" The Rotting Old Man's face had twisted completely, and his entire body trembled.
Ye Xiwen had presumably enraged him to the point of nearly exploding.
He was utterly furious.
"Today, none of you will even think of leaving!"
The Rotting Old Man's hands shook, and space was immediately sealed off. A withered claw tore down in an instant.
"Rotting Old Man, this is no place for you to run wild!" Gu Shiying said grimly. He stepped forward and actually began battling the Rotting Old Man, the two colliding over a thousand times in an instant.
The Rotting Old Man looked unremarkable, but his strength was astonishingly immense. With his bare hands alone, he forced back Gu Shiying, who wielded the Autumn Spring Brush.
Gu Shiying's expression grew even uglier. With his own strength, he was actually completely unable to do anything to the Rotting Old Man. Among the experts of this generation, he considered himself first-rate, yet compared with an old-established expert like the Rotting Old Man, there was still such a vast gap.
To many people, people like them were already lofty, unreachable miracles. But to those old-established antiques, they truly had the qualifications and strength to say that they had not yet grown up.
The moment they exchanged blows, the difference