Mo Ganyun coughed, looking a little embarrassed yet smugly pleased. "Hehe... Boss, you were injured, and now my cultivation and combat strength have already, hehehe..."
"Surpassed mine? So you don't have to wear it anymore?"
Fang Che gave him a half-smile.
"Roar-roar-ha..."
Mo Ganyun could not hold back and let out two clangorous laughs. He hurriedly came to his senses, reined in his expression, and turned ingratiating. "But Boss Fang's progress is astonishing. Once your cultivation surpasses mine in the future, I'll put the Red Cloth back on."
Fang Che rolled his eyes. "Tsk, so you really think you've surpassed me..."
"Heh-heh-heh-heh..."
Mo Ganyun did not know what to say. He scratched his head and grinned foolishly before blurting out, "Without a piece of cloth wrapped around my forehead, even I feel a little cold in winter..."
"Fuck me!"
Everyone was stunned. Such a shameless line had actually come from Mo Ganyun?
They were sure it was not Dong Yunyu?
"Since you're so cold, how could your big brother bear to leave you that way? Today, I'll let you stay warm."
Fang Che rose leisurely and said, "Come on, big guy. Today, I'll spar with you!"
With a boom, everyone was astonished. "Boss, you're not joking, are you?"
"What's there to joke about?"
Fang Che's face was calm.
"!!"
In an instant, everyone's spirits soared.
They had all been itching to beat up Boss Fang.
Before this, they had assumed Fang Che's cultivation had fallen behind, so they had felt too embarrassed.
But now... he had actually brought it up himself!
"Boss, what's your current cultivation level?"
Rain Song was a little worried. "You've concealed your aura, so we can't sense it..."
Fang Che cast him a sidelong glance. "What of it?"
Dong Yunyu said, "We're mainly afraid of beating