You're Thinking Too Much

What the hell was going on?

However.

Just as she could not figure out why this was happening, Zhao Qi suddenly erupted, releasing a powerful aura from his entire body.

"I've had enough of this kind of life!"

"I've endured humiliation and bided my time for so long, and I finally found my chance."

"I have to say, the spiritual energy here is truly abundant. It let me break through a realm that I could never have reached within a hundred years."

"Hahaha, didn't expect that, did you?"

"I really have you people to thank for this."

"But I also understand that even with my current strength, I'm still nothing in that damned skeleton's hands. I could only keep lying low obediently and acting like a grandson. But the strange thing is, that damned skeleton actually stopped watching me and handed me over to trash like you."

"I couldn't escape from that damned skeleton's hands. Do you think I can't escape from yours?"

"Hahaha!"

"You shit-hauler, you stinking bastard! A mere ant like you dared order me around? Your dog guts are truly enormous!"

"I've been swallowing a bellyful of pent-up rage these days with nowhere to vent it, so you lousy shit-carrier can be the first to welcome Zhao Qi's fury!"

In midair.

The more Zhao Qi spoke, the more excited he became. His aura grew ever more immense, spreading in all directions and exerting overwhelming pressure.

"So strong!"

Bai Mei stared at Zhao Qi in shock.

They were both members of the younger generation, yet the gap between them was like heaven and earth. Was this what a Dao Sect disciple was like?

Although she did not know exactly what had happened or what sort of misunderstanding had arisen, she could tell that this shit-hauling uncle before her