"He's Master Tang. I hear he's only twenty-three this year-a dragon among men, a real beauty killer." The female host watched him with an infatuated expression.
"Do you think Master Tang can beat Shadowless Hand and Star Dragon Child? Tap like below the screen."
Instantly, the screen seemed to go into convulsions as tens of millions of texts and messages flooded in.
"He definitely can't."
"He's no match for Star Dragon Child."
"That guy can fly."
"Master Tang can fly too."
"Master Tang can only fly because he wears an All-Purpose Suit. That guy isn't wearing one."
"You're Tang Wen?" Shadowless Hand curled his lip, his face full of contempt.
"The world's number one bullshit expert? Hahahaha..." Star Dragon Child burst into scornful laughter.
"Was it you two who robbed my Tang Family Malls?" Tang Wen asked.
"Yeah. Shadowless Hand said we should bet on who could rob more. The mall in Mi Kingdom, and... I robbed all those," Star Dragon Child said, laughing.
"Bullshit! I robbed several too, no fewer than you!" Shadowless Hand raged.
"All right, hand everything over. And you'll have to compensate Tang ten times over for our losses." Tang Wen held out his hand.
"Hahaha, Star Dragon Child, he's telling us to hand it over." Shadowless Hand nearly laughed himself breathless.
"He even wants tenfold compensation. Hehehe, Shadowless Hand, looks like you're going bankrupt." Star Dragon Child laughed just as brazenly.
"Is everyone in the Ancient Martial World a bandit? Are there no rules?" Tang Wen asked.
"Of course there are rules. In this world, the weak are meat for the strong.
"The strong make the rules for the weak. Who told you to be weak?
"Of course you have to follow our rules. It's called paying tribute, understand, boy?" Star Dragon Child said.